POEM: Idol Wrest

It may not be my busyness, but today I feel a scrap of hardy har hard work…

Idol Wrest

“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.” Galatians 5:22

They saw life in have
It is what
It is
And other stuff
Life is
Hard
Work
Without quest in
I AM who
To no
The deference between
Hallowed disciplines
And hollowed toil
For mirror hustle
For the bustle
As know control over
Won self
One love
The hole law
Of sacrifice
Of others
Con fronting
In mete grinder
And still
Moving
The fruit of the Spirit
Untouchable
Offering
A sweet spot
Sow choice
In the travails of this whirled
And brutal necessity
As if it whir
Taking
A brake
From awe
Things good
For there are labors
Of love
That give berth
To joy and peace
From mother patience
Creating hommes
Kind nest
Good nest
Faithful nest
Gentle nest
The answer to wresting
From wince control peers

 

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