to guide where ever a clouded zone
I was being forced to enter into.
However can this be, a God within my mind
treasuring the path I was initially born to
and purposely formed?
My heart bleeding, he comes caressingly in
filling the brilliance of his message
at times when my life appears as if a nothingness.
How am I to be thankful,
other than to be too –
treasuring that magnificent window
he himself is a reflection, a reflective view?
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Thankfully, I am a window
clear and thoroughly open
not value-less and dirty
as the world war does pursue.
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There, but for God I can see.
What view are you,
out in the wilderness
choosing to pursue?
January 28th, 2015
Tags: Meaningful View