The beauty in

What we say

Offers us

Divinity in a way

What can play

Into a forecast

Of speaking

Rejuvenating

A spirit

Can be encouraging

Or adherent to

Negativity

I would rather

Say nice things

And live in positivity

Prospering my spirit

And living

In coherent

Majesty

Of the tapestry

I choose to paint on

With my words

So dear

It’s clear I am

Consumed in

A matchless

Account of

Perfection

I receive with

The satisfaction

That comes back to me

When I lay my words

 In the air

Come with me

And let’s abide

In using them

To love others

As we reside

In our days together


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