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  <title>Poem - Pieces of Life</title>
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  <description>An amazing friend posted a yearly introspective for 2014.  I found it very moving and asked if I could turn their insightful words into a poem.  The answer was yes, and the result is the poem “Pieces of Life”.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pieces of Life&lt;br /&gt;Poem for Day 93 – 20141225&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life fell to pieces,&lt;br /&gt;so I picked them up.&lt;br /&gt;I turned each one over again&lt;br /&gt;and looked them in the face.&lt;br /&gt;I befriended them one by one,&lt;br /&gt;even the frightening ones.&lt;br /&gt;They were met with love,&lt;br /&gt;touched with understanding,&lt;br /&gt;and through the pain came beauty&lt;br /&gt;as I built up myself anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pieces were linked by faith,&lt;br /&gt;this too was renewed within.&lt;br /&gt;I had passed on my cross for life,&lt;br /&gt;placed in the tomb for death,&lt;br /&gt;only to be reborn in faith&lt;br /&gt;that life could begin again.&lt;br /&gt;My old faith had fallen apart,&lt;br /&gt;a new faith took its place.&lt;br /&gt;The dying was the hardest,&lt;br /&gt;but the rebirth was where I found myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I learned life&apos;s constant:&lt;br /&gt;to surrender my life to my God.&lt;br /&gt;My problems, my worries,&lt;br /&gt;my concerns, and my anxieties&lt;br /&gt;were taken up by with God&apos;s grace.&lt;br /&gt;In return I found self love,&lt;br /&gt;more precious than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;From the pieces I found myself,&lt;br /&gt;sorted from the unnecessary given up,&lt;br /&gt;and I loved life as I loved myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2014. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=kokopelle&amp;ditemid=480513&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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