small balls of soot

I am grateful for small balls of soot,

abused, neglected or abandoned,

 

 

 

 

 

who run away from the gates of hell,

into the arms of love.

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About eteal

Reverend Teal is a minister, chaplain, artist and storyteller. She specializes in the human-animal bond and all its healing aspects.
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