The Flawless Potential

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My tears spoke shame,

as I gripped the ground.

My hands curled in frustration,

at my every mistake.

 

Shhhhhhhhh

The soft wind whispered,

as it swept the hair from my face.

 

Shuush Shuush

The gentle breeze spoke,

so soothing with each warm breath.

 

My heart patted at me
and sat snug,

in the loving embrace

of my weak chest.

 

Whishhh

The grass swayed with the air,

tickling sweetly at my skin.

 

My fingers stroked lightly,

where the marks once were,

on my precious arms.

 

Oh Heavenly Day!

My mind beamed,

as my spirit explored my beautiful being.

 

My blue eyes sparkled,

as they gazed to the sky

where my God does dwell.



In the eyes of Him who loves me truly,

through hope and charity laid before me,

I can become

Flawless.

This poem is about: 
Me

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