at closing

 


all my life ive been stepping on thorns
and you tell me that I shouldn't be
letting that now bother me?


I cant help be a victim
in the world I live in
and the demons that attack me.

I would have found God much earlier,
but his will according to my life
has brought me into ruins.


I walked through them blindly,
in faith, through the dark
    without headlights
or seeing about ends
and struggles.

All I am is a farmer knowing of love
bearing all my fruit,
and giving whatever that grows.


Today I have spent all my love on you,
through patience, enduring suffering--
I apologize for looking down and gloom,
I am tired now at closing.
                -V I L L A N U E V A
08.02.21

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