Divine Encounter: Fearless Reflections

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Running through your cannon, I couldn’t help but notice
You laid your soul bare more easily than I could mine.
The fates seem to foster a conversation,
Where fathers and mothers pour their unheard pain into their sons and daughters.
So all I can do is find the courage to know
The mud is fun sometimes.

"The Best Day" gave me something I wish I had long ago.
The truth is, I have been a coward, too shy for love.
I have never uttered those words to a romantic partner.
Knowing your poetry now is a bitter gift of sorts.
I blame myself for not allowing
The inner vulnerability to accept sweetness and light.

If I ever have a daughter,
I don't want to teach her why these ghosts of her mother have hurt me.
I cannot say it is all my design.
As I grew intellectually, I became shackled by love.
My friends' wives would too often want to tryst
After some wine and conversations.

I don't mean to fracture your fate,
I no longer accept that a mastermind cannot be crumbling, laid to wait.
I was looking for something deep and you helped me find it.
On my journey, I had to push away anyone who showed interest.
I don't know why, other than I knew I had to know lonely.

And yet, in this solitude, I've found a truth so clear:
That love, in all its forms, deserves to be revered.
You are loved, not for what you do, but for who you are,
A beacon of vulnerability, a shining star.
Fearless in your reflections, you’ve shown me the way,
In your strength and your sorrow, I find words to say:
You are cherished, in darkness and light,
A testament to resilience, a source of endless might.

Authored by myself edited by GPT. The final verse was added a collaboration with GPT (ending was difficult).

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