Impetuous

Impetuous

I have received as I have always received
That the words are mine but the thoughts cannot be deceived.

My work is to put my thoughts into form
As tho each one brought forth as a new born.

I have no special talent to do your will
Except my mind and fingers refuse to remain still.

Sometimes I cannot express what you have given me
Even though the vision is in my mind and the thoughts I cannot see.

At this time I ask that my moment not be to speak
As I recognize my faith and belief borders on weak.

That I want my time to be represented before yours
As I am an individual and I have my own human cause.

Allow me the growth and sight of each day presented
To know in time your thoughts will not be resented.

~ Chuck Hurley ~

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