Know that I shall not hang on So why can’t I let go? In my dreams when I’m with you Somehow I forget to breath You got me like a rag doll Now I’m dancing on your string And I keep trying To figure out Who you are to me Maybe all that We were […]~Beautifully Unfinished~
Does water ponder,
Does it muse over:
Whether it garners
Applause, fame, favors,
Meandering in valleys,
Quenching water lilies.
Skirting forest timbers,
Does it ever pine
Under the tall pines
As it carves rivers.
Does water wonder
At the healing power
Of its pure ambrosia.
This poem, written in May of 2019, again brings a message which has been part of some recent devotionals and Bible readings. May all believers continue to reach out to others with the message of God’s grace and peace. He never grows weary of gathering the Lost to hear His Word.
Walking down an empty sidewalk all alone
Feeling lost when no one calls his phone
Facing the final sunset of a life
Remembering past sinful strife
Rubbing together his chilly, worn hands
Warming a cold heart of a humbled man
Recalling a strong home built brick by brick
Wiping away tears when she became sick
Losing his loving bride to illness
Asking, “Why God, is this meant?”
Battling the raging, turbulent cosmic powers
Creating lonely darkness that sadly towers
Living without a daily dose of hope
Trying to understand his life’s…
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