Standing Tall Demeanor
That bridge so named uncertainty
stands waiting, there appall,
the risk of sure identity
to face from God, His call!
The inches not extremity,
that size dimension small,
does raise its height ~ infinity
to leave and do and fall!
That highest point, the pinnacle
may not agree with all,
as present unanimity
does seize the matter's stall!
A solid Faith religiously
sees conflict as recall
and raises with proclivity
the choice to change install!
Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2013
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