Friday, February 22, 2013

The Realization Hit.

Thrown into the fresh field.
The newness threatening to consume.
But I can do it- I can always do it with God.

Taking steps forward.
Often moving lethargically and painfully.
But I am moving- ever Onward and ever Upward

All too soon- this landscape will be the foreign thing.

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