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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