Credit to "JuC" for being there to listen to my mindless ramblings which inspired this piece :)
Even though there come times
Where I wander away myself
I pray I will always return
to the pools of quiet waters
here alone my soul lies down to rest
finding shelter in it's maker's embrace
and it pains me very much
to watch the rest move indifferent
my mind wanders back
to the day a friend lured me here
opening my eyes once and for all
that He made me and loves me
With praise and determination
I set out to draw more
towards the green pastures
of His peace and mercy
And yet each time
I have to drag myself back
demons trailing me
stubbornly holding on
until I let Him
reach out and grasp me
with His healing hands
giving me life,
once again
Poetry by .Simon
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Written on 2010-08-05 at 21:33
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Psalm 151
Even though there come times
Where I wander away myself
I pray I will always return
to the pools of quiet waters
here alone my soul lies down to rest
finding shelter in it's maker's embrace
and it pains me very much
to watch the rest move indifferent
my mind wanders back
to the day a friend lured me here
opening my eyes once and for all
that He made me and loves me
With praise and determination
I set out to draw more
towards the green pastures
of His peace and mercy
And yet each time
I have to drag myself back
demons trailing me
stubbornly holding on
until I let Him
reach out and grasp me
with His healing hands
giving me life,
once again
Poetry by .Simon
Read 565 times
Written on 2010-08-05 at 21:33
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