Saturday, November 12, 2011

endless possibilities

The last blossoms fade with each drop of mercury.

Summer is a distant memory.

Life is still present.

Lost hope is restored.

Forgotten joys pop up in spirit.

Languid faith begins to move and my whole being is alive with new possibilities.

I know that one small back-step will rob my hope.

One missed prayer will kill my faith.

One overlooked blessing and my peaceful, thankful heart will diminish.

With God’s help I will fight to the bitter end.

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