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Certainty and well thought out words gave place to the dark side of life then back again. |
Creator of the Universe By Nicolette Martin There once was a time when in the recesses of my mind I was sure of the future and all of my plans I walked with an upright and swift gait I spoke with the tongue of well thought out sentences The world was full of life and adventures Everyday held a new quest of its own The trail was always full of new clues That led to our amazing daily discoveries. One day the skies grew darker than I’d ever seen Surety of the future was no longer certain Upright walk turned to slow and fatigued Good speech now turned raveled and confused The world only held fights and battles to survive Daily was the grind to find the way out alive No real path for me to follow and do direction to find Became the ways and times I got lost in There came a day when the clouds began to break Still no certainty of future but a way was appearing The path began to take on a life of its own Speech once well done found itself returned Life and I do not see eye to eye often The road of righteousness is not always easy The light in the darkness may seem distant My mouth may not speak words of wisdom There is still a Creator of the Universe Who holds me in the palm of His hands His light will overwhelm any darkness Regardless I will speak his praise |