Out of Habit

I stare at the blank page, full of mystery and wonder.

Looking out at the world hoping to find something within, of something deeper.

To carry out the divine plan plotted out for me,

to be where I am and what he has made me to be.

But sometimes, I am more human than holy.

To break the cycle over and over is a habit in itself,

but worry not for it is journey we must embrace.

Lessons learned and bridges burned, Love lost and Love found,

we are certainly making history out of habits, good and bad.



2 thoughts on “Out of Habit

    1. thanks! I just wrote it the way it is. If I read it again, it will just about out of habit of reading it and surely, I won’t remember why I wrote it. (teehee)

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