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Oh, these mousy worries
stalking the shoreline
a force to bend with a fate
tempered strength-
the reward for endurance
thoughts of unbearable challenge:
god would never give any
if he hasn’t known
you able to cope with it…
that special
stratum
of human
identity
which
stronger than fate.
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I've coped with much, still pushing that shoe off me haha
ReplyDeleteGood for thee...~ Thanks for super fast comment :)x
ReplyDeletetempered strength.. that's exactly what I feel when reading poetry
ReplyDeleteLife puts pressure on us sometimes and its our strong will that we are able to fight it!
ReplyDeleteThese mousy worries can be unbearable at times ~ But with God's strength we can cope with anything ~ Wishing you happy week ~
ReplyDeleteAnother very interesting read :-)
ReplyDeleteZQ
Sometimes things seem too hard to bear when one has no strength or endurance.
ReplyDeleteI draw from the piece that He doesn't give us more than we can bear...expressed well, this poem.
ReplyDeletethe struggle of human identity...i think this is why some poets/artists continue to reinvent themselves like seasons.
ReplyDeletestacy lynn mar
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