repost of 8/18/06 poem written when I first came to the bay and wrote as pj
when I called out from my heart?
Did you see me fall
when my mind fell apart?
Did you feel me Lord
when I reached out to touch
Your hand of rescue
which I needed so much?
Did you smell my fear God
in the black crevise of sin?
It's so hard to climb out
but so easy to slip in.
Did I miss your voice God
when you spoke to me?
Did you offer me a choice
a choice to be free?
Wake my senses Lord
to what you're offering me,
A way, the truth and a life
The person you created me to be.
Poetry by Phyllis J. Rhodes
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Written on 2009-07-28 at 20:33
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Senses of God
Did you hear me Godwhen I called out from my heart?
Did you see me fall
when my mind fell apart?
Did you feel me Lord
when I reached out to touch
Your hand of rescue
which I needed so much?
Did you smell my fear God
in the black crevise of sin?
It's so hard to climb out
but so easy to slip in.
Did I miss your voice God
when you spoke to me?
Did you offer me a choice
a choice to be free?
Wake my senses Lord
to what you're offering me,
A way, the truth and a life
The person you created me to be.
Poetry by Phyllis J. Rhodes
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Written on 2009-07-28 at 20:33
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