New Tomorrows

Thank Heavens for tomorrows
To erase our yesterdays,
That there are still some paths to take
To help us find our ways.
That all the errors that we make
Can all be rectified,
And all the scorns and hurts we bear
Will still be nullified.
God must have planned this special way
To unburden all our sorrows,
By giving us a choice to make
When we begin "Tomorrows."

by Marianne L. Reed

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The rain that drenched me with thunderbolts Was a knock on the door of my house. Very well crafted, dear poet. Thanks. anjandev roy.
Eyes can see only what is outside..They can not see themselves.. You are my Eye my dear God, My Master....You are Light also....Love....🌹
Eyes can see only what is outside..They can not see themselves.. You are my Eye my dear God, My Master....You are Light also....Love....
Beyond the mind is the door with no portal To enter beautifully poemised see without the thee and though this is distinctly beautiful poetry WE learn from each other don't we
To be locked up in a doorless home of love and to wait for a knock to open it is portrayed as meaningless since the superficial bondage of knowledge restricts absolute knowledge of love
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