I’ve been given a voice to use it or not, that’s my choice In the silence of my fear my soul withers, death draws near Death of hopes, death of dreams eyes turn blind, deaf turn ears From the darkness of despair my voice must rise to raise a cry A cry to God? A…
Tag: freedom
Suspended, in hope
A day, a week, a month gone by in richness, in stillness in silence, in victory as I danced through the days that were given to me. Each day so rich each breath a gift It’s all I have Rest in the knowing makes it more. Here I’m free from past regretting from future fretting…
No pressure to perform…
I have been informed of how to conform to this culture of performance I went along: Perform, perform until I was so deformed of conforming that the only option left was to be transformed by Truth and Grace from the One who is Love into the unique me that was waiting, no aching to be set…
Remembering
This is my first blog post ever. I have no idea how to operate wordpress. No matter, I’ll just get on with writing something. This, I have found,is often the best way forward. Trial and error. Just get on and do something. Make a start. Make a mistake. Get something right. We only live once….
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