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The Very Poetic JT...

“Rose”

Peering patiently,

Yet purposefully,

And reading the rhythmic reason behind a rhyme,

Climbing through the cascade of compositions,

Are readers and followers,

And the words that flow like the running water from a waterfall,

Seen in a note I compose,

Or in a mote so alive like a rose,

Is life found,

Confounded in its pedals,

But also in its thorns,

Because no one is better than the other,

Looking past the regrets we’ve made in the past,

Is no small task,

But forgiveness is waiting to be had with His hand stretched out still,

No matter the size,

We just need to sincerely ask,

And then visualize your time in mortality,

Opened up,

And expanded out,

To a knowledge of Him who is the Creator of your soul,

Where blessings are poured out continuously,

On overflow,

For He desires our complete happiness,

How much lightness we allow in,

Is conditional on our eternal well-being,

Hearken to these words,

Listen to your heart,

And hear words of wisdom.

Written by The Very Poetic JT, Oct 2o14