Exceptional Feeling like youve failed on a spiritual path Broken Wings by John Cole

In the end nothing left But your unachieved dreams Stagnated soul No longer blessed The spirit has lifted from me I can't see Surrounded by negative energy A cold wind blows past Your broken path Deep grey clouds Swirl in the sky Rain falls as you begin to cry Shattered wings Like my dreams I can no longer fly Tethered to the Earth I'm cursed Fall from grace Ethereal space Heaven spit me out Cast me down Look upon me with disdain Forsaken why you came Physical realm You had a taste The experience you did waste Broken angel Fix your wings Come back to the spiritual path Peace it brings You're not so far gone Lift your head You are not spiritually dead On this path We sometimes falter Our decisions we need to alter Put one foot In front of the other God will nurture Like a mother Get up Don't quit You have much support In the spirit Recognized Author Notes This poem speaks to the challenges we sometimes face along our spiritual path.

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