Each day is something new to discover
Like walking a freshly paved road
With flowers on the border
Grateful yesterday for the peace I sowed
I want to reach inside
For some truth
Is life an absolute?
Or my day walking?
Not sure how to feel
I go both and forth
But I keep walking on
Between suspicion and worth
You have two things in hand
A cross and an epitaph
I guess that’s all our path
A life of struggle going up a graph
Please don’t give up on me
Just seeing things as realistic
I haven’t given up on you
In this heart, there’s still a genuine mystic
Hello, I am Carly! I love to share poetry and my faith with others in an honest and real way. I hope you enjoy my poetry. Writing poetry has also been an outlet of letting go of anxiety and a form of expression as well.
Blog: My Ink Smears – Poetry & Musings of Life & Faith (wordpress.com)
YouTube channel: Prophetic Insight – YouTube
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7 thoughts on “The Mystic”
Discovering undiscovered things..
Beautifully written Carly!
Thank you! 🙂
Love it. Keep Writing!