Inspiration is a subtle gift wrapped in urgency. One has to take it when offered or risk losing that glimpse into heaven by dallying with the cares of this earth.
When you see it you will know.
Dear reader, be encouraged. Recognition is bound in the identity of that which you look for. Eyes have not seen nor ears heard what God has prepared for those who love him. Dont worry. Time will pass trailing in its wake your expectations on a platter of mirth. Below is a poem, please let me know how it resonates with you.
P.S: Credit goes to @deeyssertFlower and Marvel Comics for the first line and part of the seventh lines respectively. Thanks for inspiring me.
Be encouraged
The light that dimmed did not die,
It lay at night awoken.
Fed off the memory of that to come
And every word unspoken.
The night that came did not last,
Earth turned in restless sleep.
Then now and days of future past
gave the light forever to keep
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