Blog Posts, Personal Post, Personal Thoughts, Poem, Prose

It Counts

In stillness God has taught,

Life-breaths of mine, He bought.


Every word I elect to say,

Death or Life to give away.


Beyond this mouth,

Echoes my heart.


Come poor disputes,

Or lines that heal.


Words that glorify,

Words that testify.


Every gasp, every beat;

To each place I move my feet.


Daily in each minute,

Count as I’m living in it.


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