.
.
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This time...
I know that I can't do it on my own.
This time...
Will be different because I'm grown.
This time.
I've tried all that I know
Experienced highs and lows
Thought it would be different now
But this pain, I can't let go.
Seems mysterious to me...
The reason for and direction of this depressionate flow.
And how, at the same time,
Love can be so beautiful and painful.
Yet, I stand.
I stand as a believer.
I stand in YOUR hope.
I bask in YOUR mercy.
I wail in YOUR grace.
I lift my head up to the sky
As tear trails roll down my face.
I know that YOU are in control of...
my life, my destiny, my heart, and my fate.
YOU, I know, have a plan.
YOU are only taking me through, not leaving me in.
YOU are making me a better man
Therefore, in love with you...
I pray,
I stay,
I believe,
I hope...
I STAND.
I will continue to let YOU lead me by the hand.
I thank YOU for the guidance,
love and experience.
In YOUR son's holy and righteous name, JESUS,
I pray,
AMEN.
~Flowriter
4 comments:
I love this poem.
One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange music. Then one day, you will find that the things you try hard to forget are already gone.
wow..this was deep. i like it.
FLOW I LOVE THIS WRITE...IT FEELS SO GOOD TO BE HUMBLED...GOD IS GOOD..GOD IS GREAT AND GOD IS MERCIFUL...I SO ADORE EACH OF YOUR PIECES..THEY COME FROM THE SOUL..THANKS FOR SHARING..ONE LOVE
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