I Am Bless Beyond The Curse Poem by Mary Wismer
I Am Bless Beyond The Curse
I am trading my sorrows
I am trading my shames
I am laying them down for Joy.
I am trading my Sickness
I am trading my Pain.
I am pressed but not abandoned,
stuck down but not destroyed.
The curse for your promise will endure.
That your Joys gonna be my Strength!
You lift the needly from the ashes
and seat them high the princes
you give the barren Woman healing
She'll dance for Joy like the Mother of Children.
I know what you feel, and i know how hard life are....but its nice that u go on to fight.
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4/16/2024 4:41:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
stuck down but not destroyed. The curse for your promise will endure...............most hurtful vioces a mother yet with indomitable courageand enobled strength in trading the sorrows and sickness, pain and shames for a new life of joy ro rave up once again with new leaf by the wishful love when bestowed uopn, nostalgically touching the heart when textured with unique metaphors. great work, thanks