It feels that our love is more like a shoestring
although it appears to be such a good thing,
and all that we have now which is readily seen
may either be too loose or tight for us between.
If we continue on the path that we are both going
and it still seems little of each other are knowing,
instead of drawing us closer as true love demands
will see us moving further apart into distant lands.
Like people being scattered about in more than one direction
their progress is dependant on overcoming this real defection,
that we may have with each other in finding our true calling
and will help us both walk the path of grace in mutual loving.
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Nov 20, 2013
Nov 20, 2013 at 8:25 PM UTC
It feels that our love is more like a shoestring
although it appears to be such a good thing,
and all that we have now which is readily seen
may either be too loose or tight for us between.
If we continue on the path that we are both going
and it still seems little of each other are knowing,
instead of drawing us closer as true love demands
will see us moving further apart into distant lands.
Like people being scattered about in more than one direction
their progress is dependant on overcoming this real defection,
that we may have with each other in finding our true calling
and will help us both walk the path of grace in mutual loving.
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Private Collection written in 2010.
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