Millions of things touched and seen,
Tools in my hands to use as I please.
Sharpening or shredding, into who I will be.
A million pieces of dreams, hopes, and wants
Collected from the millions of places I have been.
From a grand cathedral; crowded hall; crisp ocean breeze
Simple treasures that are shaping my being.
Like an arrow I desire to be cast,
Pointed straight ahead, with power and grace.
So the exhale of my life would bring to this world
The warmth of true Light, Love, and Peace.
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In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things came into being through Him, and apart from Him nothing came into being that has come into being. In Him was life, and the life was the Light of men. The Light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it.
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