Saturday, October 1, 2011

A Voice

Truer Words were never uttered.
I love you.
To shock at first,
But than to grow strong.
Although these hands are shaking,
They can move mountains.
To stir the hearts of men to change for God.
Like kept in a cellar like a fine wine,
Now their worth has doubled.
I looked in shame at what I was,
And now in joy at what I was possible to become,
And I heard a voice tell me ,"You always were, now you can be."
Death doesn't have to be my Destiny.

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