Preparation For A Purpose
Written By Grace Atherton
It was placed on the inside before it hit planet earth,
Each layer, each pattern, each vibrant piece.
It wasn’t accidental the dark and the loneliness,
Where everything was covered up and unseen.
It hurt to push through and often it was wondered would it make it,
Would it have enough breath or would it die here?
Although some relief made its way down,
It took so much time to get to the surface and the light.
Even up higher it still felt useless at times,
A mere shadow of a figure in the entire existence.
Time passed and more time until,
Expanded in so many directions it covered the horizon.
Finally each piece pushed its way open and lo and behold,
All the pain was for a reason because in full scale who could deny the purpose.
The weirdest truth of all though is…
In the seed all along was everything in time to produce the rose!
Inside is everything you need for your destiny… The pain is for a purpose.
Nothing is wasted!
Absolutely beautiful. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🐼
Thank you, Mr. Klein.
Beautiful. Inspiring.
Aw, thank you, Susan.
Thank you for reminding us that each one of us have a purpose and a plan! Yes, our pain has a purpose ❤️
You are welcome, Rita! Thanks for your feedback.