we demand answers
before we ask questions
we chase minutes
but forget the days
our prayers
become checklists
our patience
a lost art
how long have you waited
for what you believe
is already yours?
trust is more
than silent lips
and folded hands
it is believing
even when the wait
becomes the weight
keep breathing
keep praying
keep trusting
storms always clear
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gray0328 (
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No there’s a title and a poem that exceeds its expectations! 🕊🙏🏻
Gray this one hits point after point connecting thoughts. A wonderful write and a fave
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