Tag: darkness
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Like Me – A Poem About Loving Yourself
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But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and…
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The Mirror of Truth – A Poem
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The Mirror of Truth – A Poem Into the mirror I gaze and am wrapped within the frame of a smoky haze of secrets swirling within glass. I can’t deny the face, can’t pretend I don’t know, have no trace of realization that the figure before my eyes is me. It’s unsettling to see the…
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The Light Shines In the Darkness – A Photo Taken at Dawn
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“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.”
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The Clouds of Mourning – A Poem About Depression and Pain
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As we go through life, there are inevitable seasons where it seems the skies are always cloudy, always raining, and the forecast will never change. Anyone that has ever dealt with depression (or any mental illness for that matter) knows that it is like a ghost that haunts you no matter where you go or…
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Beauty’s Battle – A Poem About Endurance and Fighting Fear
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Beauty’s Battle – A Poem About Endurance and Fighting Fear She sits engaged in a battleBeneath the shadow of her own face,Slowly conceding to her own demonsBrought back by their blows, crushed beneath their weight. She wonders what’s the use in tryingWhen defeat has already been secured?For what’s left of the light is dyingAnd her…
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The Pearl – A Poem
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The Pearl – A Poem Precious pearl that glimmers somewhere At the bottom of the sea. How many shells must I pry open Before you reveal yourself to me? Your shell is hard and dirty, Protecting the smooth gem that resides within. You may fool the world with your tough exterior But I know the…
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