I had a very spiritual/symbolic day, which also proved to be quite stressful. I felt judged, ridiculed and not too well accepted by society. As I was quite feverish, I tried to dismiss my feelings and get some rest. But that didn't happen. About 1:30am a spring broke through my mattress and scratched my leg. I was immediately irritated again by the seeming degradation of the world and my mind could not rest concerning the matter.
After expressing my dilemma through the following poem, I learned a valuable lesson through a series of events. To summarize the lesson in the words of Michael Lee Donovon: "I hope that God gives me just one feather in each wing, I don't want the whole set, so I can fly just high enough to sing the blues for my Savior Jesus Christ". Thanks for your input and consideration.
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