Humans applause;

a soothing rainfall in

summer. the soul labours

and desperately yearn for

it. unfortunately, it is

intermittent

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I want to be able to say;

”T’was thy satisfaction I lived.

T’was your glory I lived”

This is what I rehearse every day

on this pilgrim path.

Because this is what

I want to evoke when I stand before you.

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The true essence of life is to be satisfied and grounded by the satisfaction of God, as a true custodian of heavenly policies

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For my orientation, I chased after embers in fading skies. I became a slave to the noise within my own heart when the music distorted. when the applause faded into thin air.

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I was taught;

”thunderous applause is your crown of victory. It is your validation of exustence”

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So I lived, every day;

Aching for the ovations, the endorsement, the approval, and the acceptance of mortals, to validate my significance

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Who hates the rain when it is wild and agreeable to the soul’s desires? No one!

Sadly, it’s not lasting. I won’t succumb to it. Deep inside the walls of our own souls, the unfading handwriting is clear; ”YOU ARE WHAT I ADORE.”

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This benevolence is unloaded, so we travel with empty bags; the applause of men