Sacrifice of praise
arising from my spirit;
joy remaining from the vestiges
of past victories...
Allowing present concerns
and unresolved questions to float by;
looking past the mist of this present darkness
to discover the Rock awaiting me...
praise unfastening the tensile strength of
talon's grip upon my soul...
releasing me to soar with the bird I am watching
as I sit on solid ground.
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I wanted to come up with something for the blog today, and this is what I had in me. I pray that it is a blessing...
Have a cup o'joy
and a fresh taste of the bread of heaven...
Lynne
i like it:)
It gives me great joy to hear that you have enjoyed it.
Have a cup o'joy
and a fresh taste of the bread of heaven...
Lynne
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