You are part of the beautiful whole.
— Joanne Storlie
The dark night of the soul meets
The coming of the dawn.
The agony of declaration a mere
Glimpse into the truth.
The spirit, so powerful and full
Of promise and beauty.
The testimony, reaching your
Heart with boundless joy.
The trust, beyond words, a gift
Abundantly given.
The strength to succeed in life
And recognize its value.
The constancy of faith, its face
An artistic canvass.
The search for humility in all
Your endeavors.
The recognition of fledgling
Relationships.
The forgiveness through, with
And in the great I Am.
The authorship of another
Loving generation.
We light here to grasp
Less of what we think
We are, and more of, in
Straight-speak, what
We truly are.
© Lewis Bosworth, 2-2017
Feb 8, 2017
Feb 8, 2017 at 6:53 PM UTC
You are part of the beautiful whole.
— Joanne Storlie
The dark night of the soul meets
The coming of the dawn.
The agony of declaration a mere
Glimpse into the truth.
The spirit, so powerful and full
Of promise and beauty.
The testimony, reaching your
Heart with boundless joy.
The trust, beyond words, a gift
Abundantly given.
The strength to succeed in life
And recognize its value.
The constancy of faith, its face
An artistic canvass.
The search for humility in all
Your endeavors.
The recognition of fledgling
Relationships.
The forgiveness through, with
And in the great I Am.
The authorship of another
Loving generation.
We light here to grasp
Less of what we think
We are, and more of, in
Straight-speak, what
We truly are.
© Lewis Bosworth, 2-2017
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