By Thembi Vuna
Like withered leaves my dreams are fading away, like my desire to live, my passion is buried within me , but the groaning of my Spirit is like fire that can not be quenched, the hunger of my unveiling is to strong,’ my mind keeps drifting but the echoing of my destiny can not be silenced, greatness is calling and excellency is pursuing me , yesterday’s missed steps were preparing me for tomorrow’s victory Triumph is sure and wining is the goal For a moment setback almost dimmed my light but somewhere within lies power that cannot be explained, somewhere within me lies supernatural glory that awaits to be birthed ,I must answer the call
Wonderful poem.
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