A place you want to reach,
It’s spiritual, hopeful and delicately kind
Arid toxicity, for this shall make you go blind.
A place of hope
A place that you will struggle yet learn,
A humble beginning where you shall discern.
I reach that place because I choose to pray
But praying isn’t for a minute, second or a day
It’s a consistent love, a place I rather stay.
I love to love
I love to capture joy,
Recalling the Father is a quest we should all take
It’s a better belonging where we shall make.
Jason ❤️ππ½
21st June 2021
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