Dear Love,
In my quest to find You,
I fell in and out of "You",
Like a child learning to climb up a tree house,
My knee got bruised,
My inner flesh exposed to the wind,
The wind contaminated with lies, hurt violence and deceit,
Leaving my flesh broken.
My trust in you tore further everytime,
But grace was always there like a mother,
To pull me up to the task.
Time and time again I tried,
the brokenness felt like a part of me,
This time it wasn't just my trust wearing thin,
I was loosing hope faster than I ever imagined,
But just when I thought,
All hope was lost,
You found me.....
Then I realised you were rooted within me,
Just as I was standing on the root of that tree house.
From,
Peace Vyncent.
GOD BLESS :)
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