SOLITUDE

SOLITUDE

Trials and tribulations,
to my faith, a strengthening
they did be.

Amidst plenty
and amidst pleasure,
may my ever shaking faith,
stand firm.

Amidst Oceans of crows
and rainbows of owls,
let my gaze be upon the cross:

A place where
solitude hangs

Published by blackwordist

I might be crazy, I might not be. I am a black and weird individual, who is a blend of all things good. A Medical laboratory scientists, poet, writer and one who is fascinated by Chess. For one thing, My life is the definition of God’s love. I find beauty in imperfections, minimalism and fine arts. Crazily in love with Music and books, I am still trying to find home.

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