I write for words I cannot speak
fill my spirit, give it wings,
and set my heart at rest.
Like rushing waters never stilled,
and endless climes and moonlit skies,
O, my soul is well!
Jennifer Elisabeth Maiden
When the weight of life lies heavily
and seems more than you can bear,
Come, rest upon my giving breast,
and find your respite there.
Jennifer Elisabeth Maiden
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