Marvelous

Slither through skin like veins. Stripped of pride and full of humiliation. I’m not here for your approval. I stand here like the immovable, the unstoppable. I am mighty. With these words I have shielded my soul from everything. But I take little action. I speak in reaction. I’m more of a seer than a doer. It’s just who I am. I call this marvelous. Call me marvelous because I have more miracles in my spirit than the word of God Herself. I fear for you, for them, for myself. But everything will be healed. Everything will be blessed and true. I tell you this wholeheartedly. Now back to the poems of yesteryear when I would write sonnets in your spine.

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