Dried Ink

Note to Self

Favour Emma

Beloved,

You clench your fists too tightly

And hold your breath for too long

Does your heart forget that peace lives within?

Does your mind forget the battles won?

 

This aching in your belly

And tightness in your chest

Will melt like cotton candy

As you soak your soul in joy

 

Do you see this desert?

It will be gold dust at your feet

Do you see this valley?

It will birth victory

 

So, let air fill your lungs

Dance with hope once more

For you are of God

And He knows no fear

Published by Favour Emma

I'm learning to laugh with my eyes and love with my heart.

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