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Lorean Dillard Poem
Every place I have taken you, I had a plan.
Every tear you have cried had a purpose.
Every undertaking through the hurt was Me.
There with you watching you, allowing you to choose the path.
You are here now, with Me.
If it took that for me to be here with you now... You are here.
Remember this moment.
You will fall; fall short.
You will learn.
You will then be able to teach.
You my child will have a story that is heard.
A seed; a seed that seems to be so troubled.
That through me will grow.
Grow into a strong tree, that is rooted.
The blooms will be bright for they are only from turning back to me, the root -connected.
Be still, be strong, be a testament that something so beautiful, so worthy of my love will stand the test of trial.
Copyright © Lorean Dillard | Year Posted 2015
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Lorean Dillard Poem
When two worlds try to meet.
A world of meaning within all and everything.
The blues of the educated, greens of growth and reds of a conquered game.
Words spoken not heard.
A living word around with a mind opened.
A frequency of understanding, learning or teaching.
A mass confusion of so many wavelengths crashing, colliding into a purpose.
Copyright © Lorean Dillard | Year Posted 2017
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Lorean Dillard Poem
Living a life of question. The games and battles.
Leading a life for gain to the outsider; yet a soul crying out for purpose.
You watch me climb, conquer and the gaze can't grasp the underlying power that lies for the taking.
A heart within that sacrifices everything for the truth.
For the gains of the world will never discredit the power of that.
I step down for a greater purpose, it's breaking within.
A deliverance of ones self that is more pure than the breath that lies within.
Copyright © Lorean Dillard | Year Posted 2017
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Lorean Dillard Poem
You and I, me and you the same.
I let you lift up as I sink.
Falling deep into the maze.
Losing myself along the way to find you.
Holding my breath to be here.
Waking up for the battle, and the beauty within.
Words of hope mend a soul as mine opens.
The grace of a love worth dying for.
The journey of a life of purpose.
Copyright © Lorean Dillard | Year Posted 2017
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