To Err Is Human But
For me It is a given the beginning of love resentment is like hardened shell of a seed holding back the life within us all you need is the truth to be why are you hurting the tree did not leave you all you need has already been for given though you lie in the darkness with no hue a selfish prison of your own making this husk you are tightly holding let go of the chaff forgive and it shall be forgiven spring into the light towards the blue rooted beyond the stones thing happen for a reason and hurting no one likes but a dead seed is worthless do not make it your home you are meant to be fruitful and not alone so let go forbearing and forgiving one another in love then grow and grow
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2015
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