(Inspired by the words of Isaiah
The prophet on July 7, 2010).
Incline your ear, O Lord, and hear
Open your eyes, O Lord, and see
Stumbling through the curtain,
Clothes torn and covered in ash,
Words echoing in my head:
Who are you?
Why would God care?
You are nothing.
You are alone.
No one sees.
Incline your ear, O Lord, and hear
Open your eyes, O Lord, and see
Tears streaming the paper tumbles
Out of my hand and to the floor.
Head bowed low, I bend my knee:
I am a child of the King.
God does care for me.
I am precious in His sight.
I will never be alone.
God sees all.
Incline your ear, O Lord, and hear
Open your eyes, O Lord, and see
Shouting my prayer to the heavens,
Exhausted, now barely whispering,
Slowly the weight begins to lift,
Gentle peace descends as a dove.
The oppressive haze starts to fade,
Evaporating in the presence of
Light eternal and Love divine.
that is beautiful Tori
ReplyDeleteThanks, Angela! I hope you are having a good summer. It has been forever since I saw you last!
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