What keeps us from the fullness
of who we are called to be
and from blossoming into
the gift God intends us to become?
Fears both real and imaginary,
inner snarls, and discord turn
us in on ourselves and blind us
to the goodness within our
brokenness to see the beauty
in us and in the creation.
Anything or anyone
that does not bring us alive
is too small for us.
Nice poem about the natural beauty. Thank you for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Own Barriers.....Its a second thought that anyone would need to give on.. as we reflect on ourselves and ask ourself.. what are our Barriers... thanks for sharing....