Potency of Persistence.

Miles after what he figured was his life
He kept asking the same questions,
With each painful step.

Why,good lord!
Did you take Everything that I hold so,so dear?

Dear,She was and now oblivion.
Everything that she is ,Is mine. he cried.

But the dear lord had a better plan.

He died broken that day and the day after
For a long,long while.

And then he saw himself healing,
Bit by bit,he saw his guardian angel
Make way for god’s blessings.

He now holds with himself,
the love the world envies.

Love for himself and his ambition.
love for faith and the little things that make life.

He held with himself
The Power that could differ the real and peoples play,
But remained real and played along.
Humble enough to peer along the horizon,
For lady love.
He kept waiting.

A love so potent,
Not even god has answer for.

Credits
Photo-Drew Hayes,(Iowa,USA)