Climbing jagged, perplexing calamities,
life overcast,
isolated guilt wallows
in regret and grief.
Decelerated into darkness,
staggering backwards
encountered God,
affliction's Subjugator.
Cruising conscious anticipated triumphs,
life overdone,
collective relief basks in
shimmering success.
Accelerated in splendor,
hastening forward,
encountered God,
wisdom's Originator.
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Psalm 139:7-10 NKJV
Where can I go from Your Spirit?
Or where can I flee from Your presence?
If I ascend into Heaven, You are there;
If I make my bed in hell, behold, You are there.
If I take the wings of the morning,
And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
Even there Your hand shall lead me.
And Your right hand shall hold me.