stumbled upon a miracle
I really wasn’t expecting any more goodies
My life had dried up
I said those prayers albeit mechanically
I had my share of crisis
A lot on these shoulders
A man who was never a boy
For love not fear was why I cared
I lived to make them proud and I did
Resources depleted.
Bad decisions
The bane of every man
The pieces started coming together
Refusal to let go
My terrible pain akin to addiction
I let go- totally
They said it would be a sword
A spiritual one
How true they were
In a sense. I was in Chains: a prisoner of unrequited love
Suddenly I was free
Tunnel vision. No more I see the designs. Clear patterns now
It came when I didn’t expect
This miracle I stumbled upon
Like all things that are meant to be: no plot, no ploy no scheme, just bliss
The man two thousand years ago who came and healed and cleansed
Did so as simply too
I believe that it is so
The simplicity of my miracle
I don’t confess to know it all
I admit to have it all
But I can tell you what I read
I read: 1 Corinthians 13:4
From a book inspired by the man
It will keep my miracle intact
3 comments:
Thank God for this miracle...
i now understand that you went back and read those e-mails. i spoke in parables
@anon what parables indeed. Hope your parables edify another. The very Best.
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