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God mindfully made heaven and earth

And sprinkled his perfection about

So, all the imperfects can be perfected

Through series of trail, errors, or doubts

Introspection is our constant true storm

We may erupt in an outpouring of tears  

Introverts are simply just a type of species

Not some pejorative needing eradication  

Our seasonal weathering does endure

In the groves of our emotional fruition

Our blemished hearts remain centered

Albeit we may show some signs of wear

We were seeded to provide love and care

Nonetheless, we’ll finish our… ripen mission


Poet of the Light © 2021


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