Physically Broken-Walking On Spiritual Feet
Before my feet were broken
I was on a nature walk in life
passing trails along the way
suffering in my own intimate strife
and in the distance, in my resistance
I saw the darkness light
The pressure hold boil, truth be told
My walk was not my life
Little wings on my neck
I spiral through the air
I am embraced by a loving Father
A Daddy who is awesome who's so does care
And as I cross the street
In these broken feet
I set aside my sandals I laid to the side
For the ground I now walk on
Is Holy grounds in truth
Heaven now I advise spiritually whole I walk
Bold standing talk I walk on SPIRITUAL FEET
5/6/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2023
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