Friday, November 11, 2011

Push

This too shall pass,
One must endure,
Contractions and birth pains,
To birth a new life.
A new creation.
But this too shall pass,

Nothing is changeless,
Apart from God.
Yet residing in duration,
Alters one's faith,
In promise of change,
But this too shall pass.

No sensation survives.
Just keep pushing,
The promise abides,
New life resides,

So cut the umbilical cord,
Allow this new life to flourish,
Abound!
You will forget the pain,
And endure again.

We will never be given,
Anything that we can't handle,
So have faith,
You are God's creation.

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