I am no longer given grace to grow.
My seed is stopped
...wilted and n o longer expected to flower
My confusion
My confounding no longer vogue
Just a reflection
Of my late hour.
Missteps cannot be corrected
I know.
That is their perspective
It shows.
And my life my steps my light
In Divine Time
still grows.
Move, as you do
Move as you need
Loving life and your tilling
Your Soil n
Seed.
Steadfast honest true.
JustBeingMe
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