Though my way be paved with briars and sharp stones
and scorpions and snakes tread upon legs
and these tired feet may ache and bleed
my dry parched lips will whisper
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In this purifying desert of life, my soul
walks to the beat of your drum
transcending normal consciousness...my Elohim! Ecstasy.... you have clearly expressed what ecstasy although it is very difficult to express it. every one experiences it in their own unique way. thank you dear poetess.
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In this purifying desert of life, my soul walks to the beat of your drum transcending normal consciousness...my Elohim! Ecstasy.... you have clearly expressed what ecstasy although it is very difficult to express it. every one experiences it in their own unique way. thank you dear poetess.
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