Envisioned -
The last I look out the window and the glass my eye sees the pain;
Of the masses the environment is disdained;
I walk away I shut the curtains;
I turn around I feel the hurtings ;
I walk through the living room there's no light;
Onto the hallway connected living less strife;
I enter in, into the porcelain room ceramic filled with light ;
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And on the wall above the sink is a mirror I gaze, I look;
Seeing on I look within it I stand I stare;
I stay I look into the pupils of the heart ;
Of my soul I see envisioned my image on the glass reflection of me yet am I whole;
The question I ask myself I envision the reflection of me as the opposite of myself ;
I am that a Living Soul
Which each and every inhaling exhale consciously am I aware, that my breath;
I used to say I too am weak;
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Now I say I'm strong enough to handle this;
I too used to say I'm always going to be like this ;
Within myself now I say I can change it wrong I too
You should always say I'm not smart enough yet now I realize I am more than I am enough
Intelligent I used to feel alone I'm all alone and I'm surrounded by my support
My support, my support my hope is to almighty God;
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5/3/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2023
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