As a blacksmith uses
his forge
To refine
To reshape
Metal into a useful
object
Lord use the forges
of Heaven
To refine
To reshape
My soul
For the purpose you
have
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
The sweetest of dreams As you lay down your head The day is over The sun has fled To catch the stars I know not what they are The sweetes...
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