Same Old

“Same Old” – a poem by Gregg Hake

The same old stars
The same old sky
The same old fears
Doth love unbar.

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4 Responses to Same Old

  1. Lady Leo says:

    Yesterday’s post pointed to the power of love. It’s true that perfect love casts out all fear. I guess the operative word to us all is perfect.

  2. DeeDee says:

    The “same old” is a great way to describe the limitations of our own consciousness that keep us separated from the limitless expanse and perfect sanctity that the spirit of love so graciously awaits to share with us. Love doth unbar, and the angels’ song of celebration is heard!

  3. Steve says:

    Love does open treasures of seeing new lights, new possibilities and new confidences. Love refreshes!

  4. Lara says:

    Very nice. Thank you.

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