Temporary
A Life that touches Another
He walks in Strength ever so lightly,
He carries the Sword of a Soldier,
But, the Soul of a Wounded Child,
His Eyes search for Answers,
His heart longs for Rest,
He is tied to the one who raises his Spirit,
From the Spirit, not the Eyes, not the Heart,
Does he Rise for Battle.
Those Souls Tied to him Rise with him, they are his Army pushing him forward from a place of deep love.
The secret voices he hears cheering him on always.
The battles are fought inward and outward,
The images changing as the demons rise,
The sword of the spirit are the words he hears,
As they tell him how to conquer the next battle.
Jewels J
About the Creator
Julia Jacobs
Retired widow. Background Construction Real Estate Hospitality Ranching, Mother if 2 one lives in Heaven, grandmother of 8, great grandmother of 2. Animal lover.
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