The Choice

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Written by Morgan

The Choice

The Winds of wrath may blow and howl,
Torrents of injustice Shine harsh and foul,
While seething inhumanity
May try to Break the Heart in me.

Hurtful words and rancorous lies,
Try to make me loath and despise,
While bitter, jaded Memory
May try to Crush the Joy in Me.

This Will to Fight, To Stand, To Hope,
Gives me Strength to Persevere, to Cope;
It is a Choice I make Each Day,
As I Walk through the winding way.

This Steadfast Gift of Faith and Love,
Comes not from me, but From Above,
Without it I will Ever falter,
Yet With it, my Choice will Boldly Alter.

~Morgan~
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14 Comments

  1. Words that resonate an awesome message. As I read it some made me sad, but in its entirety I was lifted especially by the endings lines…where I saw the heart of the special one I know. You can never fall far, as you have some genuine friends who will always lift you up in your heart, mind, spirit, body and soul…making lasting smiles to stay! Spiritual love, hugs and blessings my dear sister…always!

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    1. And right back to you Wendell 😉 I didn’t want this to spiral down too darkly, but sometimes we do end up in a dark place and then, it is ever a blessing to know that we do not need to stay there.

      Blessings and Inspiration~

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