Inspiration: I attended a session and one of the reflections was on water. In the reflection, it said that there are times when water does not seem to have character at all, but it follows its container. And then I realized that with God, I have to be like water in His hands. But somehow, I realized that part of my heart was iced, and all those ice particles prevent me from following my God.
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From the AuthorI've started writing when I was 10. To me, poetry expresses my inmost self, when words are just not enough. Archives
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