Poetry

I give

My all to you, god, as things become clear yet unclear.

But the unclear is not your advice, but others, and the feeling of facing my fear is strong.

God, how did I not know you were there guiding me and how, when my frustration disappeared so quickly, it was you.

But then you would show me what I needed or a reminder through someone else, and I would see it was you, my protector.

Even though things are different and going at a slower speed, I realize now that this speed is correct, and I’m giving it all to god, and I know it will work out, for I will do the work.

I live in this peaceful bliss and feel so good that my Word of the Year is faith. It seems to be serving me, and I couldn’t be happier.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

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