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POISE QUOTIENT
Beset with trials, challenging faith’s might
heart faces quandary toward peace-flight
while being checked of disposition poise
falling out against equilibrium height.
Reaching forth welcoming steadfastness’ quay
I quiver; thus, from sailing angst I pray
bouncing back, moving on from failure pain
clinging to my Anchor along the way.
With revival perfume of sweetness scent
my grateful spirit, propped from being bent
confesses midst humbling earnest penance
purging selfishness for service ascent.
Smiting false humility --- oh, quaint pride
that’s vain boasting my soul does try to hide
I yield fantasized platinum awards
striving to please God; in His love abide*.
*John 15:10 If ye keep my commandments, ye shall abide in my love; even as I have kept my Father's commandments, and abide in his love.
February 18, 2021
Contest Name: Mind Your P's and Q's
Sponsor: Michelle Faulkner
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Beata Agustin
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