In the dead of the night
I sank to the bottom of the ocean
Bound by the tentacles of grief
Muted and suffocated
You cradled me with all you are
All my sorrow, frantic struggle
Released into pearly tears
Warm on my cheeks
I rose to put on the garment of praise
worshiped to the heavenly place
Flicker of Thoughts 
“I sank to the bottom of the ocean
Bound by the tentacles of grief
Muted and suffocated”
Wow. Very dark and powerful, Cassa! I love it.
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Thank you R! I am so behind with my blog reading….
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Beautiful! It reminded me of baptism.
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I woke up from a dream filled with grief, and I felt Jesus wrapped His arms around me and told me he bored my grief and I would be ok, and I was. Praise the Lord!
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his obvious demise
leaves a hole
but at least now i can sleep
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🖤🖤🖤
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Belief and devotion are the greatest strengths. Beautiful writing. 🙂
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“Bound by the tentacles of grief
Muted and suffocated
You cradled me with all you are”
Splendid poem.
xoxo
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Blessed. Thank you
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