Travail

Gavin

The emnity of soul

The inexorable trip

To mankind we whole

From an unquietous slip

 

To know God does see

As I earnestly travail

I learnt I am free

With Gods wind in my sail

  • Author: Gavin (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 23rd, 2020 05:43
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • orchidee

    Good write Gavin.
    On a daft note: 'It's this inquietousness that's the trouble, ya know!' I only said that, cos I likes long words! heehee.

    • Gavin

      Lol I wish I knew many more obscure words.

      • orchidee

        I had to stagger back in amazement. I've heard of unquiet, but not inquiet. lol

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