growth – The Fyne Prynt

Wretched earth does not begin that way. It starts out healthy, ready, and willing to give of itself in order to bring forth new life. Enduring time, circumstance and situation in efforts to reach it’s full potential. It knows that without creating and supporting new life that’s it’s own existence is in vain.

Seeds are planted there by the hands of nature or by the hands of man. No matter how they got their start there will be no success without care, concern, and nourishment. When left though, to their own accord there instead grows discord.

Becoming taller, stronger and ever more inflexible. Springing forth branches filled will things that will ultimately do more harm than good. When decaying the foulness falls as if from the lips of the most wicked of wickeds.

It it this falling that seeps through layers, burrows down deep and draws away every good thing until the only thing that remains … is wretched earth.

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The depth of her faith and expectation shone brightly in the reflection of the tears of her disappointment.

The sentiment often resounds that it is necessary to keep pushing, keep pressing, try and try again.

But what is beautifully simple in theory becomes woefully difficult in practice and so much easier to simply let defeat win.

Thoughts become heaviness, bearing down on the spirit and the soul. Crushing weight seems to have no remedy, no fad diet to make it magically disappear.

Disappointment becomes ever present, lurking about, waiting for that perfect moment to strike. Planting seeds of doubt.

Leaving to bloom beautiful flowers of fear. Growing not as flowers but as evergreens, maintaining an unbearable will to survive.

But even through the fear and disappointment there remains faith. Whether as laughter or tears, there always remains strength, power, faith.

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Wretched Earth

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