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A spiritual reassurance of the great support. It allows us to gain a sense of peace and fulfillment even in the midst of chaos.
A tale I was told, how life works
A story I've heard how noses breathe
But In reality have I found, how I live
Like an invisible Backbone, it's got my air
The breath of life, an already attached Oxygen.
Like Anxiety-like asthma, Get me my source.
When my chest tightens out of fear, I'm not alone.
Like The inhalers, His word soothes my airways.
A sweet treatment, not the painful injections and bitter pills
I'm on, with this, on a forever life support.
A tale I was told, how life grows?
A stirring story I’ve heard in the time past.
But truly I’ve found a life that cannot die
Like a broken moon that reappears no matter the darkness
The thrilling truth and life that saints inhales
I’ve found the color of my heart
That has same belief with me
We breathe in same word of truth to lamp our spiritual life
An eternal oxygen, an endless breath and a speedy growth
That will forever be our life support till we go home
Just_Kate
Jaygoldwrites

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Nice poem 👍
Great Poem; so touching!