Past Level Ground

In the alligator pit of life,

Knocked so low,

With no choice but,

To climb or die.

 

Ascending,

Tears streaming,

Like cool sweat,

Strangely calming my emotions.

 

Hands and feet,

Bloody and raw,

From feeling every,

Painful sensation.

 

Scaling, advancing,

Picking up momentum,

Growing stronger,

More confident.

 

Buoyed by God’s

Love and grace,

LEVEL GROUND REACHED

Decide to just…keep climbing…

 

Higher up, with starlight,

From God’s kingdom,

Twinkling,

In my eyes,

 

Even the darkest night sky…Can’t take me down.

 

-Gilda Patricia

 

 

 

Author: GILDASPOEMS

Poems that feed the soul

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