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Although the murmurings of doubt are audible;

I am compelled to trust.

When defeat is certain and all avenues are exhausted;

I am compelled to trust.

When my will is sapped and my resolve has escaped my grasp;

Still…

I am compelled to trust.

When I arise…

Validated, victorious and with grace living vicariously through me;

I am compelled to trust.

Because I know the ending… The beginning and the middle is of no consequence.

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Thusly …

I trust.

Copyright © 2014 Shundrey Patterson All Rights Reserved.

 

Writer, poet, possessor of 2 cents, blogger, recovering corporate animal and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that: "People need to get off of their rump and do something". All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will only get in the way.

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