She confident, flits
over my dry and barren soul
brush against fingertips
of my sorrow do you know?
Neither can we speak
I stand in silent wonder
vibrant never weak
heart beats strong like thunder
Daring and alive
this race that she is in
touch hope, now I strive
She vibrant as the wind
our eyes for moments meet
her smile so pure and bright
her convection ever sweet
my burden now seems light
Mercy takes a wing
lift another is her goal
joy her journey brings
detach each from life’s shoals
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Lift our spirits
gently remove life’s pain
Mercy’s butterfly
There are days when life seems too weighty. Those are the days when mercy is the greatest comfort. I hope this poem lifts your spirits (even for a moment.)
Thank you to Poet’s United for this week’s prompt – Mercy.
Proverbs 11:17 “A man who is kind (merciful) benefits himself, but a cruel man hurts himself.”
penned in moon dust 
Yes it lifted my spirits (“lift another is her goal”)–I liked seeing mercy as a butterfly leading and guiding us out of dryness and despair, and love the idea that its message is delivered and made effective through a sweet convection!
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The butterflies that lightened my passage (the day of the attack in Paris) wrote this on my heart.
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Lift our spirits
gently remove life’s pain
It has such an effect. Mercy will certainly ease off unnecessary reservations and instead will cause help to be given, thus removing the pain. Wonderful lines Moonie!
Hank
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Thanks Hank
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These days spirits indeed need to be lifted some…thanks for this.
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Yes I agree – hugs from a friend
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It will for sure lift our spirit. Thank you for this. 🙂
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Aww Ranu – thank you!
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YES! Mercy’s butterfly did lift my spirits, as did your beautiful poem of standing strong under the weight we carry. I like “touch hope, now I strive”. The trick is to keep hoping and shining against the darkness.
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Yes some days are easier than others. Thanks Ms. Sherry
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Mercy takes a wing
lift another is her goal
joy her journey brings
detach each from life’s shoals
Such beautiful lines Leslie 🙂 love the tenderness of your verse ❤
Lots of love,
Sanaa
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Thanks Sanaa – you always leave a smile in your wake
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I love the concept of mercy as a butterfly – taking flight. Powerful poem.
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Thanks Hannah – smiles for your day
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Mercy’s butterfly — I embrace this now, thanks to your poem, as I think about the tragedy of Paris. Thank you for this image.
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It’s always good for us to have beautiful hope to hang onto (on especially dark days.)
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
DO FLUTTER BY WITH YOUR POETRY!!!!
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Thanks so much Jonathan
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Youse very welcome!!!!
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This poem did lift my spirits. Thank you Leslie. I like the mercy butterfly. May it touch us all.
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‘her convection ever sweet’ was the line that made me particularly smile in this wonderful piece..we must wing our way…and although butterfly wings are transitory they can be strong…
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