Continued Existence

I was called into existence by One voice.
I was ordained a marvelous purpose.
Yet fear and guilt robbed me.
Deceit and jealousy maimed my spirits, but I still stood.
That precious voice that called me into existence is ever present.
It has taught me to hope.
When all things fail, hope will carry me on its shoulders,
And on its shoulder I. Will. Live.
I will not bow to doubts that once reigned supreme over my mind.
I will abide in the courts of certainty.
In the halls of assurance.
Morality will be the canvas by which my life's art displays itself.
I will not look back lest I am turned into a pillar of salt.
And mine eyes fixed forward shall behold a glorious change.
I relieve who I was.
Embrace who I am.
Await who I am destined to become.

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