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Feb 22
I’ve learned to keep my tongue to me in every kind of way
my body has a language but my mouth has more to say
as long as I am tethered to the mind You gave to me
I’ll give a second thought to every word I’ll ever speak

I’ve learned to let the tenderness You rooted in my soul
become the strength I fight to keep when I am in the throes
as long as I stay present, I won’t fall into the past
I’ll give my thoughts a listen and remain in You, steadfast

I’ve learned to let my senses claim as much of me as You
my eyes and ears and mouth and skin are sensitive to Truth
as long as I can find You, I will never talk away
Your body has a language that has so much more to say
”Кто хранит уста свои и язык свой, тот хранит от бед душу свою.“
‭‭Притчи Соломона‬ ‭21‬:‭23‬ ‭
Olga Valerevna
Written by
Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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