Quatrain of Without Warning
Without Warning - a new Spirit
A Spirit came to me in the
middle of the night, it
startled me with
joy,
Without warning I was caught
up in a touch and feel I
now must
employ.
I could not say no, I was
yearning for inspiration
from the depths of my
soul,
If the Spirit had come during
the day, I would have ignored
it, thank goodness I had no
control.
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Order # 7038
Quatrain of Without Warning - 7038 - Yorktown Disciple
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