Poetry

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Whenever one door closes, another one opens
I am thrown to the floor
Filled with anger
The stress reflects the mess so the
Test is the best antidote towards decay
As I pray I discover that when one door closes
Another one opens—
Revelation beckons
Thus, the future reckons itself in Jesus name

I need to sit in the closet so that
I can learn the value of darkness
Light is always willing to shine so
How can I decline the offer of a closed door
If its aim is to bring me to the floor
What more is there to say except
He or She that prays will discover that
Whenever one door closes, another one opens—
Revelation beckons
Thus, the future reckons itself in Jesus name

The floor becomes the cure as
Your heart becomes pure
Now it is time to endure
Thus, there is no problem
When I am thrown to floor
I thank the Lord for prayer

Mark Frank

Copyright 2008 Mark Frank

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