'refine'
You get to walk into a new day
While someone would give anything
To see a new day unfold
You get to inhale a breath of fresh air
While somewhere someone is struggling
For every breath they take
Your life might be full of challenges
While someone would give their last
Just to feel something,
Just to feel anything again
Your today might not be what you had in mind
But in this instant someone would love
To have just an inch of what you have
Do not measure your capacity by the lack of something
Measure it by the grace you walk in
Because every step and
Every breath
Speaks of grace
Even through pain
Even through heartache
Broken doesn't mean finished product
It means in production to refinery
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Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2016
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