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Know, Celia, since thou art so proud,
  ’Twas I that gave thee thy renown.
Thou hadst in the forgotten crowd
  Of common beauties lived unknown
Had not my verse extolled thy name,
And with it imped the wings of Fame.

That killing power is none of thine;
  I gave it to thy voice and eyes.
Thy sweets, thy graces, all are mine;
  Thou art my star, shin’st in my skies:
Then dart not from thy borrowed sphere
Lightning on him that fixed thee there.

Tempt me with such affrights no more,
  Lest what I made I uncreate.
Let fools thy mystic form adore,
  I know thee in thy mortal state.
Wise poets, that wrapped truth in tales,
Knew her themselves through all her veils.
They say beggars can't be choosers
And truer beggars there never were
Blessed with able minds
Bodies
Souls?
Lively and lithe, blessed by chance
Complaints for your coil;
an affront to existence!
Breathe easy, it's what we have
Stardust and daydreams,
pandering --
benefactors of infinite fortune
The stars have graced you
(once!)
with immutable form
So find grace.
Looks like I'm submitting poetry again!
Gerdine Mar 2019
Should I call you awful when you called me ingrateful?
Should I still stay in bed with you when I don’t feel belong?
Should I run to you to dry my tears when you were the cause?
Should I keep rising up when you keep bringing me down?

Or.. should I just stay quiet and not say a word;
Should I just still share bed with you and cry in silence;
Should I just dry my own tears;
And should I just keep going.
I lay my open hands before thee
My dear, and sovereign God
I place my feet before thee
With nowhere else to run
Not hiding from my pain anymore
I cry out my sorrows and anger
For now my broken, calloused heart
Is unnoticeable, even to me
I know the scriptures and all of your names, it's not hard to believe
For all the times you've been there
I was constantly being deceived
My mind, my body, and my soul
They ache painfully to be renewed
But I must make a real-life changing choice to give my life to you
I have wronged so many times and done the unknown
But you know all of my ***** secrets, Lord and yet you keep me here
Safe, and blessed beyond measures
And  yet I am met with this great fear
A fear of not knowing where I am going when I depart from  this earth
Fear of losing my life, to some ingrateful ****
A fear I can only hold, as a reminder of what's next
To leave this world as I found it, only at it's best
To give, to share, and testify, my love for Christ does not rest
And even when I'm gone and no longer here, I hope that some remember
How faithfully I surrendered

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