Staring into the mirror at the man I didn’t want to become.
Confronting constancies asking, “What have you learn?”
I’m biting apologies seeing that I haven’t learned.
Spirit deflated, frustrated breathing.

The winds wrestles with tree’s branches and butterflies mingle with flowers.
Life as always continues to move about.
The Light is always seeking and being found.
Stay encourage for there is nothing better than a man who has not given in.

Staring at the mirror at the man I have become.
Many directions only one outcome, God shall rejoice over me!
No more tears for I am love, the seal of perfection!