tribualtions, by michelle hoult Subscribe to rss feed for michelle hoult

Change is inevitable the fate of which no choice
ageless wisdom beckons
The blueprint of my soul will see the awe the future
The cosmic down of change 
with heart shaped cross to bear for witness it for all
Tribulations of our own is the process of transformation.
We must keep moving onward for that there is no doubt
take change in hand and cross it.
Inevitability of change and acceptance which proceeds 
Still fears our own insecurities the challenge of wisdom. 
Posted: 2010-11-19 10:23:45 UTC

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