I am aware of your thoughts
I am aware of your writings in the broken clay pots
I am aware of your love and kindness
I am also, well aware of your feelings
But you are doing it all wrong
You have grown weaker when I thought you were strong
You blame me each time I refuse
Infact, most times you have literally accused
But you are unknowingly exhausting yourself too much
Truth is, my love is ominous
To every being, born and unborn
You to, in your previous life sworn
To walk in hand with me, but here you are being selfish
Think back dear, think back of the promises and wish
Once you understand your role
Your soul and heart will glow instead of being a coal
You are a godly being, yet easily seen
I am here for you, do not fear
I know your trust is about to sink
But calm down and just think
Think of who you are?
Who you were?
In your cycle of life of birth and death...*



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