There’s a Plan, You See
I was falling in an empty forest
I was one hand clapping
You came needing to my door
And I awoke to your gentle tappingHold someone’s hand and make someone smile
Forget where you are going, if only for a while
Find your purpose, And nurture your gifts
To find your place to serve and existKnow that your failures are the salt of life
They exist between try and achieve
They shine and polish your gifts
And your direction to believe
Inspired by Victoria Koenig’s poem Fog…northernthoughts
This was beautifully written, glad that I could inspire you 🙂
victoriakoenig
November 30, 2015 at 10:13 pm
Thank you….
thus.i.wrote
November 30, 2015 at 10:42 pm