My Fluter Poem by The fallen leaves of Mira
My Fluter
Birth after birth we better ourselves
In this rushing world
I feel sucked
Sucked into a system where I couldn’t breathe
Sometime I have the strength to pull back
Enough to see that I know the path
The path towards Him
My Fluter
Pulling against the string, I cling onto Him
Hoping that one day my heart will be pure enough for Him to play His flute….
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