When God did create you,
He did build in potential,
a disposition towards Him,
a search for inner peace,
a kind of rest that you can only find in Him
to resist every struggle
and to find that which is beautiful on each day,
to turn your face away from yesterday,
to leave behind hatred and reproach,
and as a child on your knees
to talk out your heart with Him
till you can once more hear the songs of the birds
and in the silent hour of the day
find peace again.
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