Will my words flow like a river

or float like empty vessels?

Will they be full of mediocrity

or will they embody greatness?

Will they impact future generations

or will they breathe their last breath

when I do?

And what will speak louder,

my actions or my words?

Or will they be so closely aligned

it won’t make any difference?

I think often of the woman I want to be,

so I write with her in mind.

I weld my pen like a sword

and I fight line by line,

Word by word,

Letter by letter.

With each swift stroke,

I come to the truth I’ve always known

That I will be great.

It is only by design.

For God created human beings

in His own image.

In the image of God

He created them,

male and female.

He created them.

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