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Writer's pictureSam John

MUSE

My God. My Savior. My Muse.

My King.


I needed to create.

Right from the start.


Unending... Burning desire.

To reflect his goodness.

His hope. His salvation


I needed to die...

To who I thought I was. Who I thought I needed to be.

I needed to lay to rest every version of me that I thought I was best.


My artistry runs through my veins.

In my very DNA.

Undisputed servant in his throne room.


I trust that if I wasn't meant for this life, it would be ripped away from my grasp.

Everything else has.


And I hold my hands out in surrender.

You are the love of my life.

All I need.


Unshaken and undeniable.

Your love and sacrifice.

And your brilliance in creation.


Yours faithfully,

Qavah.


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