The first poem of the week

It’s always hard to release through an array of words

A set of a word pattern releases, and humbleness once it’s heard.

I write these words, which are inspired by God

I have friends whom I love, and they love me

It’s through you Father through where I ought to be.

The words are humbling 

The words are in place,

How do these words manifest? It’s through the light and the embrace.

Thank you Father, these words offer hope and truest form

The world as it stands right now, is through a humble love through many a storm.

Jason

27th November 2023