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18
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February
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2010
Posted in : Inspiration, Poetry
Moonlight seeps through window
Illuminating sleepless form
Mental images play continually
Leaving him hopeless, forlorn
Silent tremors slice through his being
Thoughts scramble, searching for meaning
Tender heart, blameless & pure
Questions why hardship must be endured
She once was his, belongs no more
Ravaged heart seeks to settle the score
What went wrong, he cannot say
Agonizing pain he buries away
Drifting slowly to troubled sleep
Restlessly tossing, yearning for peace
Sweet serenity now beyond reach
Tomorrow, tomorrow its comfort he’ll seek
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22
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December
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2009
Posted in : Inspiration, Poetry
Hidden in the recesses of my heart
Lie intricate pieces creating a work of art
Each shape distinct, magnificently formed
Requiring Your touch to completely transform
My heart desires to know Your plan
You destined me before time began
Where shall I go? What shall I do?
Grant me strength to press on through
Unique pieces begin to unite
Shaping a creation, perfect in Your sight
Heart, eyes, hands & feet
Each designed with a purpose to meet
Heart of compassion from Father above
Eyes to see and look with love
Gentle hands to softly touch
Sturdy feet, traveling much
Sculpt me; shape me, to do Your will
Whatever your purpose, I’ll humbly fulfill
North, South, East or West
Wherever you direct, I’ll do my best
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18
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December
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2009
Posted in : Inspiration, Poetry
Two become one so the journey begins
Hand in hand, their love knows no end
Beautifully created for each to behold
Treasured, adored, more priceless than gold
Father’s will their sole desire
Hearts responding to a Higher Power
Wherever He leads, gladly they’ll go
His footsteps to follow & selfishness forgo
Child arrives, an answer to prayer
Joy unmeasured, beyond compare
He plus She now equal three
Any greater love, could there be?
Touching lives, doing His will
Working hard, the Gospel to fulfill
Loving unconditionally, judgment not cast
Arms of compassion embrace those wounded by the past
Hearts grow heavy burdened with care
Cries of an orphan echo through the air
Abandoned, forsaken, cloaked in despair
“Who will rescue me from this hopeless snare?”
With ‘More Love to Give’ three become four
His grace is sufficient to open all doors
What is impossible to those who believe?
Nothing, My Child, if you’ll only trust Me!
