Haiku Poetry

I called to You so
softly tender warm and dear
in Silence You Hear

by day
 
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life moving forward
planes above tremors below
questions unanswered

people crying tears
what next who will brave this storm
challenge mighty sword

it is a breath hot
fired by greed, honor's romance
passions' bellows blow

this fire does not live
where saints learned glory is eternal
none can know but they