And busting forth,
I found a new Joy.
I was called out of this darkness
into this glorious Light.
A firefly. A firework. A kaleidoscope. A galaxy of flames.
I will not be cut down and be scattered
among the legions of sand.
My roots will grow
deeper.
My palms will flourish;
my heart strengthen.
The writing on my soul
will never be vandalized or destroyed.
For where your treasure is,
there your heart will be also.
There your heart will be also.
Aug 1, 2012
Aug 1, 2012 at 12:27 AM UTC
And busting forth,
I found a new Joy.
I was called out of this darkness
into this glorious Light.
A firefly. A firework. A kaleidoscope. A galaxy of flames.
I will not be cut down and be scattered
among the legions of sand.
My roots will grow
deeper.
My palms will flourish;
my heart strengthen.
The writing on my soul
will never be vandalized or destroyed.
For where your treasure is,
there your heart will be also.
There your heart will be also.
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