<\/a><\/p>\n chin towards a savior that had vacated the metaphorical<\/a> Through the looking glass …a faith teetered on the yoke of indivisible Folded in the nestle of prayer, she drifts Arrested daily by the hand dealt realities NIGHTLY shimmering dust ride pieces of a broken sun its inept rays shadow faint bars on the suppleness of na\u00efvet\u00e9 chin towards a savior that had vacated the metaphorical upon “X” cross the deed of the heart girded by the word from god within releasing to her flesh, a peasants’ prayer on the lips while… Read More<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":38,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/elrcharis.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/108"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/elrcharis.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/elrcharis.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/elrcharis.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/elrcharis.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=108"}],"version-history":[{"count":16,"href":"https:\/\/elrcharis.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/108\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":497,"href":"https:\/\/elrcharis.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/108\/revisions\/497"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/elrcharis.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/38"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/elrcharis.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=108"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
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\nits inept<\/a> rays shadow faint bars
\non the suppleness of na\u00efvet\u00e9<\/a><\/p>\n
\nupon “X” cross the deed of the heart girded<\/a> by the word from god within
\nreleasing to her flesh, a peasants’<\/a> prayer on the lips
\nwhile Squeezing her hand filled prints down beads
\nthat Spirits seem to occupy
\nas her eyes hang pillows from a glistening string<\/p>\n
\nher aptitude<\/a> always equated as cockalorum<\/a>
\nbut she calls it Faith<\/p>\n
\nstress and responsibility
\nnavigating a realm of matrix<\/a> programmed
\nwith a predilection<\/a> for strife<\/a>
\na firm belief that assured her of deliverance,
\nwhile the many packages left,
\nopened the heaviest of her concerns<\/p>\n
\nto kiss a light amidst a kind and rectified silence
\nportraying her singular freedom, slumber.<\/p>\n
\nof a debt she never owed
\ntraveling between the advertisement of greater to come
\nand the writhing<\/a> adulthood that rooms & boards
\nin the form of an adolescent<\/a><\/em><\/center><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"