Category: Poetry
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Fill Me, O Lord
Lately there is emptiness… a shadow that has settled over my heart. There is no pain with this… …this dreary land of doubt heaviness uncertainty… …only hollow grayness resides… in this shadow that has settled over my heart. There is no feeling with this… …unless dullness is a feeling. It is nameless… …this shadow that…
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Feel to Praise
soft, fuzziness that is kitten… warm, flakiness that is croissant… smooth, tenderness that is kiss… cool, mistiness that is rain… not just to touch but to feel not just to feel but to praise
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How Do I Tell You?
Last night as I found my way home, Your love overwhelmed my entire being. In the quiet of my car, I praised You, but my prayers, my voice, my whispers – they were not enough. How do I express the feeling of boundless joy that has filled my soul? How do I worship the oceans…
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The Silence of the Heart
There really is no silence… not for the ear. There will always be train whistles rattling windows chimes of one sort or another; there will always be far off voices rustling leaves or birds squawking somewhere; there will be doors opening and closing or the singing of praise from down the hall; there will be…
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The Serpent at My Feet
Always there, slithering to strike at the fruit on my branches. It is patient, relentless, never leaving its position at the feet of my soul. My own defenses invite it in; Control. Anger. Fear. Ego. They grant it power over my thoughts and my heart. They listen to its lies and believe there is no…
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Ode to My Recovery
Without you, I would not be here… My husband, whom I love so dearly, would not be mine… My duties as a doting aunt would not exist… Without you, I would not be here… My time would never be my own… There would be no peace in my heart… The song of life would crash…
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On Easter Morning
A warm breeze caresses my face… The song of a thousand birds fills my ears… A squirrel scampers across my path… The pinks and yellows and bright whites of spring flowers consume my eyes… And in all this the stillness of the morning of Your resurrection surrounds me with awe… And I wonder if Mary…
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Tears of Thanks
Thank you for the love you offered. Thank you for the pain you endured. Thank you for the acceptance in your heart. Thank you for the betrayals you forgave. Thank you for the Way you walked. Thank you for the suffering you withstood. Thank you for the message you shared. Thank you for the death…