Musings of an Indie Author

I haven’t written poetry in awhile, so imagine my surprise when my thoughts collided with a pen

and gave birth to a verse that was unrehearsed and  went something like this…..

 

“I digest this quest for life, as it burns a hole in my soul

leaving me whole – not in pieces – or in search of rhyme or reasons

for no longer am I a child of darkness but a child of seasons

destined for greatness, destined to become ONE with the one who made me

then shaped me out of  mud and clay.  Yes, I was formed out of dirt but defined

by precious jewels tucked deep within the Earth; so I’ve learned how to lean in to it and

not run away from this type of birth.

Written by Andrea Jamison

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