Growth
Growth
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A sapling, it's all that I am
Moved helplessly about by the winds of change
As I reach for the light my strength and resolve
Will grow ever more with season’s passage
My lord and master endowed my will
To bend and endure in ways that seems impossible
But improbable?
Not while sheltered by the one and all
A reality vastly encompassing, held within his hands
This winding path which I sometimes drudgingly tread
Leads to the salvation and security
Of the sky fathers embrace.
Copyright © Edward Ford | Year Posted 2010
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