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~ ON CONTRITION ~

~ ON CONTRITION ~

So often I doubt myself
It's so difficult staying positive
In this, that would be glory
To awaken time after time
Not having contributed a worthy word
Lord, how I yearn
For just a line within the story.....

If I were to desire otherwise
Would be to quench the fires that burn in me
Because from contrition and true humility of heart
There is born in my soul, the hope
That I may play a simple part
Where peace returns to my troubled conscience
And I may meld with the fragrance
Rising from the glowing incense
Of truth....

This grace is a supernatural light
A special gift from God
Where I may be devoted
To the interior life
And then by daily visitation
Speak to the world
Of how much I Love God
And how blessed I feel
Just,
To be alive...

Tony Taylor
*final edit

 

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Terry Kay

Tony, This touched my heart.  Very beautiful poem.  Don't give yourself a hug... you might throw your back out?..blow a kiss in the mirror.?...Love, Terry Kay

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Tony Taylor

Hey TERRY!!...SO sorry it took so long to reply to this...... life gets in the way sometimes........ thank you TONS for your Ever-Support!!...... you're pretty friggin' groovy!!...... lots of Love.......T xo ?✴❤

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Tony Taylor

Thanx QUIXOTIC!!..... you're the man!!~......peace n stuff!!.......T xo ?✴❤ 

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