The beauty's in the drudgery
The growth is His delight
The fight, the valiant fight
See, THAT's His delight
The clay of my unsteady heart
He molds and crafts
Or holds back?
Perhaps, but I can't understand
It's all in the timing!
Embrace the pain
For fire is refined the same way
New ventures await!
And while the earth quakes
I still feel hate
Vulnerable and naked
My bones ache
My ribcage starts
Unable to hold this unsteady heart
Believe it or not
Love will prove
It's good versus evil
And Love will prove!
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Poetry Stint? absolutely. You make me think Mr. Matt. Enjoying the activity on your blogspot. Keep it up.
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