The following are some ponderings as I have been praying and processing my life recently. They are short and separate thoughts. I'd love to hear your comments and your impressions.
Like branches of a weeping willow
are the sorrows of a man in pain.
He sleeps the same.
A white canvas turns colors
as the imagination releases its life.
A thousand words.
As ink to the page
so are God's words to the heart.
The hardest to start.
As dragon flies glide
following where the wind blows.
So is a man who trusts in the Spirits leading.
A spiders web
hides in the shadows.
A man who walks by the light
won't be caught.
Flattery has an angle
whether right or obtuse,
it is not acute.
One who walks alone
in a state not of their choosing.
It is confusing.
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