Self Discovery: Interlude
Birthed of a new era
Continued from an Old Spirit
Bathed in the Grace of He,
Eclipsed often in the darkness of fear, doubt, and uncertainty,
My path is illuminated by the luminous orbs of destiny.
Rests in me,
Are the jewels, reminiscent of my Father’s genius,
He believes in me.
I believe in He.
Ergo, I succeed.
The veil of ignorance is only as effective as the,
Fingers which choose not to move it.
I exist in the hands of dexterity.