Hebrew 12:1-2
My learning......
At times the journey seems difficult
The hillocks of life evolve into mountains
The joy set before, tend to feeble and die
The wishes and hopes we nestle
Tend to break loose
But more time is set
We are the horizon facing the destiny
The slip we make
Wisens and uplifts us
The much worry that girdles us
Glitters and strengthens our hopes
The most times of a blissful life
Are free from filth of the past
Written between 2000-2003
Just the young thoughts of the young mind
Copyright © Njeri Hunjeri | Year Posted 2015
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