VIEWING MY SOUL
Sunday, October 25, 2015
BACK TO THE GARDEN
You are a flower growing in a junkyard.
Let’s clear away the junk and let you bloom.
Life started rough, unspeakable offenses.
Blaming your-self unnecessarily. Carrying
Abusing your-self for the despicable acts
A childhood stolen away, defeated before
So you ran away into the arms of the next
A vicious cycle, unable to break the chains.
Falling into addiction, unable to admit the
Self-harm, pushing your-self to the brink
One more step and you are beyond the point
Then your Savior appears, wrapping you in
Carrying you back to the world. Breathing
Planting the seeds, growing you to pure
Taking out the trash, cleaning away the clutter
“It is your turn child, return to your roots.
Become a New Creation. I have brought you
back to The Garden.”
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