Rise Again

A collection of thoughts make their way through this tired mind

as waking takes its time.

Which one to choose; which one to take along for the day ahead?

Should it be of the media’s choice? My shortcomings? The gorgeous weather?

Ah, to choose–freeing, or binding.

 

Fog from the inadequate in our lives blinds sight of peace.

Focus on the problem, not a solution, result in confusions that never cease.

Give us this day, our daily bread…Do you remember that way?

Back when the Lord was your Creator and not what you create throughout each day?

Peace in a world full of filth and hate is simply a choice.

Never will I stand a chance without hearing God’s stilling voice.

 

Ah, to choose–freeing, or binding.

 

 

 

 

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