Rah Times

I have been waiting, anticipating. Seconds turned into minutes, then hours, hours into days, buds became flowers. Days became weeks, weeks into months. Summer became winter, "n I became doubtful. Months grew into years, my dreams escaped me. Years into unfulfilled wishes. Disappointed, My longing became secondary, pushed aside all I wanted. But still desiring, wanting my moment, the surreal, fantastic accomplishment, longing for all that was possible. Visions and desires were attainable. As long as I am, anything's possible. If I don’t give up or let go of my goals. purchase my poems by selecting this link.

Silenced by his response, I pondered my actions. Were they immoral? To whom and what was I committed? Was my behavior in line with God’s plan, Or just a part of my determination? How could I have strayed? Was it my perception, Disappointments or disillusions? Contrary to his actions, my reactions, To seek my Creator’s direction, sheltered, protected, and comforted by him, Instead I am quieted with a remorseful heart, I press on. Select this link by clicking here.