We Tied Up Our Life With Word Poem by Liza Sud

We Tied Up Our Life With Word

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We tied up our life with word and
grass may not grow again,
God in heaven, soul - light-conscience,
means - we'll find bread on the way,

and if not - that's not so frightful,
we'll go through it, we will walk,
summer lightnings in horizon!
In word's unity everything moans!

Saturday, September 19, 2015
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