This thing called "LIFE"
This "LIFE" I live is a gift to Me. Filled with such transient beauty, full of
wonderful mysteries.
This "LIFE" of mine I'm grateful for, while gathering strength and courage to be humble through the many turbulent storms I've endured and embraced, keeps Me striving, pushing on for grace that's come my way.
Life helps me to keep pacing my step, moving towards my goal to live in "PEACE & HARMONY" for the rest of my Days here on Earth.
A place where I had no knowledge of exsistence, before I was born.
Here I am. I've stumbled, I've cried and kept on with a wave of my hand, a shrug of My shoulder, for this life I live has still been gentle and kind. A gift to cherish even when all is not devine.
In due time, some will see that although My heart has been scared and skiped a few beats. My love hasn't been displayed in vain. Painful memories may creep up and try to weasle havoc in My mind, from time to time. Those
times I too cherish. Those memories of now scatterd pictures is what keeps me adament about appreciating My gift of "LIFE" today.
Pressing on with My Life in search of opportunities to allow, My gift of "LIFE" to shine.
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