The Gift
Why worry what will come in the morrow?
Concern yourself with what's here today
Visions of today are bound to follow
Presents are created this way
Cherish life's small gifts
No time is like that of the present
Dive into all of the currents & rifts
Swim in life's purest of blessings
Struggles breed the hardest of lessons
Some would rather slumber than learn
Blocks come to hinder progression
Rise above with the wings you've earned
In this space great things are born
This is a womb of light & dark
Use them both so you're no longer torn
We're in between what's light & dark
An even match will ignite the spark
Copyright © Jasen Ridley | Year Posted 2023
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