The Race A Poem about Hard Times and Not Giving Up The race has run me ragged and has planted a stitch in my side. My burdens seem to keep getting added; I'm too weak to go on despite all I've tried. If only I could glimpse the finish line, then maybe hope would prevail. For to suffer we must perceive a design, or all our wishing comes to no avail. Lift me up from where I've fallen. Give me a destination to set my heart upon. Open my ears to hear you calling. Put within my heart a new song.
-Poem Written by Justin Farley
Soul Notes – Poems and Reflections
If you’re searching for meaning in a world that feels too busy, too loud, too dominated by endless scrolling, Soul Notes is a place to feel heard. A few times a month, I send reflections on nature, mental health, and spirituality. Words to carry with you.
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