To my creator.

Job Welime

I'm like a tornado, a wave that's just waiting to crash into your warm embrace,
I want you to paint me out to whatever that you wish,
I want my colours to speak more of you than it does of me, 
Disappear me from this situations that, I do not want in my existence,to a whole new world that I belong,
Fix my heart in a way that makes this cracks look cute,restore my crescent shaped smile,put some cash in my pocket and don't let me brag about it at all,
Help me be at peace, let me not over analyze the past and stress about what is unknown and ahead of me, 
Let me be present in the moments Infront of my eyes,
In this space between not yet and someday, please help me to live gracefully. 

  • Author: Job Welime (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 4th, 2022 02:50
  • Category: Love
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  • Crowns4Christ

    Amen

  • Job Welime

    Amen

  • L. B. Mek

    Amen, indeed
    a beautiful worded prayer
    worded so poetic, like
    those wonderfully diverse Psalms
    inked by so many differing minds...
    (even devoid of theological, alignment
    we can all appreciate, their fantastical artistry)
    thanks for sharing, dear poet

    • Job Welime

      Thanks dear poet for your hearty comments



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