Ink and Intentions

 For the journey that stretch before us, through its  hills and  highs,   For the  purity  of its  path, and  its  purpose divine,   For its  chastity and sacred sanctity Lay down each heavy weight set your spirit free.   For the heights we long to reach, and the lightness they crave  Shed the burden you  drag, the ones that  make you grave The people  hurt weight , the grudges wrapped in rust,   The pains you cradle, let it turn now to dust.   Break the tear jar wide open, let the sorrow spill,   Cut down that tree of hatred on the heart's dark hill.   Taste not of its bitter fruit  don’t sip its poisoned cup   Drink instead from streams of grace where living waters rise up.   Swim in rivers pure and clean, let your soul be light,   This journey is for hearts made whole, not armored up to fight.   So for the ...