Daily my flesh dies-
It Cries
Sings…sighs..
The flesh tries…
Lies-
Daily my flesh lies,
Upon the alter that is life
And I pray,
Fix it-
Make it better
For It is weak,
And I was told we must die..
Die to it daily-
So daily it dies,
And daily it’s molded…
Mold it-
My flesh is like clay
Malleable, yet sturdy..
What you are making
I know yet not,
I feel the mold changing
I’m rearranging,
Growing pains,
That can’t be stopped
My flesh has died today
On my knees as I prayed…
In it’s place a replacement
I can’t say that I’ll miss it,
My original flesh
Changed from its conception…
To be molded by your direction

#poetry
©Words With Faith2017
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Hi. I'm MyEsha aka Faith Raine. I am a military veteran, business owner, and an up and coming Christian writer. I love God, coffee, writing, my family and friends (not necessarily in that order, family and friends are important, but so is coffee!). My faith based writings, or this is how I see life pieces, otherwise known as Christian Blogs are an outreach for today's generation. The works represented here mean a lot to me, and hopefully they will mean something to you too. Embarking on a new business, literary journey, and stepping out on faith, I am meshing two worlds together and seeing what beautiful written creations God makes from it. Being led by the Holy Spirit, Faith is a newbie but determined to do things as God leads. For more information check out the "About Me" section. ~Be Blessed, Be Expectant, Be Hopeful~
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Keep in mind you’re an artist and you sensitive about yo shit!!! Go head girl! My flesh dies too! I talk to God so much I should have a bird’s eye view!
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You are so right! But as artists we place our art in the worlds hands and trust it not to crush us. Stay blessed!
~Faith❤️
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