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The Way, The Truth, The Life
Outside I walked in the pouring rain
And my eyes began to leak
My mind knows not ignoring pain
And my 'whys' began to speak

On this quest to be enlightened
Somehow I lost my (Way)
Did my best to not be frightened
Somehow I lost my faith

To what do I owe such anguish
Rhetorical though this may be
This feeling I know will languish
Unless the (Truth) sets me free

In vain I search for answers
Yet flowing in my vein
The cure for sinful cancers
Sacrifice of death did sustain

From standing tall to kneeling
In weakness I'm made strong
And from this call to healing
This blood shall right my wrong

Ascension from depths of despair
Granted undeserved a reprieve
The promise of always being there
And that He would never leave

By Him 'I AM' reminded
N'er toil in struggle nor strife
Perfect peace in Him you'll find it
If you give Him your all your (Life)

RLJones. 11-30-2019

By poetroy58

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