Misgivings
Has it come to this?
Seeds that were ordain to blossom and harvest,
however years have brought up darkness
Constant reminders of the past misgivings,
instead of moving on with faith and hope
We find ourselves, on a downward slope
Who can be the hardest and push the farthest
Those misgivings
never seems to stay sealed in a box and forgiven
Those ordain seeds have grown leggy, weak, and disease
Why does that noxious dust stir?
Looking back at fragments of our lives
Chiseled away from our solid foundation
Pieces of our diamond tossed into the garbage
Ripping us to shreds away from where we were
I am tired of fighting.
I sink to my knees, bow my head
Swells of tears flow hot and fast
Soul settling heavy
With each whispered breath constantly spewing
I want it to cease!
I’m starving for tender dreams and harmony
I surrender to the footprints in the sand
To be rescued in His peace
10/12/2016
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