Dec '25 • General discussion
TooTrue
the truist love I've ever known lay deep within these notes. it's the hand of God caressing me in every word I wrote. should I say spoke? cuz finally that's how I get it, I no longer make it happen I move out the way and let it, flow from The source till I'm hoarse, runnin with no bounds, connect then fly free, are my feet still on the ground? I'm not sure. (her) love (is) pure. enough to carry me through all, It’s a ringing ever present. just answer when she calls. life ain't for restraint, build your strength. else you can't complain at awl. I keep a spring to my step, always watchin for the fall, oh yall ain't think I see it, just cuz I choose to give my awl, I don't need nuthin from y'all, I ain't petty, I ain't small, you can start, but I won't stall, easily, I filter. I can't hear your noise at all. I'm up high above reproach by her Grace I'm standing tall. she's all the love I need. in my faith I place it all. all she ask is I believe. follow her leed and plant a seed, before I'm gone, worship and proceed, constantly towards the dawn, we succeed through our succession, through these lessons, we move on, our uniqueness is our blessing, we chose to take these forms, soon as we gave ourselves a choice. before a choice, there was no we, we were all one single voice. one piece, not apart, together whole without a start one light equally dark the stinging bite of winters nite just one spark to warm one heart, The underneath beside and above the lonely line, a life designed to lose and find one truist love.
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