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zuzu_petals
Guest
Undaunted
At some time in our life
we have to go back to ourselves,
even though the trepidation of
our footsteps as we march to the
continum of time does develop
a pace of its own.
Still to stand tall and hold our
convictions, should be as
natural as the purple magnus
cornflower bursting forth life
in all of God's perpetual love.
I am no longer the ingratiating
hostess. I finally arrived at a
place I never left.
zuzu_petals (c) 2005
At some time in our life
we have to go back to ourselves,
even though the trepidation of
our footsteps as we march to the
continum of time does develop
a pace of its own.
Still to stand tall and hold our
convictions, should be as
natural as the purple magnus
cornflower bursting forth life
in all of God's perpetual love.
I am no longer the ingratiating
hostess. I finally arrived at a
place I never left.
zuzu_petals (c) 2005