Medicine
5/26/21
Today is Okay. No Lie. No Crying Today. The Lungs are Full and the Lungs Breath Joy. Still Thinking of the Past and Dwelling. I Must Forgive this Wounded Heart and Soul. I Must Take the Medicine and Walk About Face. Heart and Soul Front and Center. How Real? How Fake? I Must Look Up Again and Again. Each Day and Everyday. Not Broken. But in a Dance. I Must Imagine a Slow Dance with a Angel. I Must Ask God Everyday to Prepare an Angel for Me. To Dance. To Kiss. No Mischief. No Game. No Hurt. I Still Love the Earth. I Still Want You Dear Earth. I was Thinking of You Today. I Still Love Remembering You. As a Child and Even as an Adult. So Now Asking the Lord. The only God for Help Again and Again. Don't Let Me Back Off. Don't Let Me Quit. I Must be in Full Faith. That My Life is Strong. That My Life is Full in Power. And If I Should Die, I Die in a Promise of Prayer. My Prayer is to Return to Earth. Love. Delicate Child. I Ask God Again for Me to Protect Him in Arms. To Protect Him in Prayer and Faith that He is the One. The Only One. As I Sleep. As I Dream. Prepare Me for the Lord. For Faith and War if it be in this World.
M.J.S.
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Author:
MJS (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 19th, 2021 08:40
- Comment from author about the poem: Something I wrote May.
- Category: Religion
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It may seem like God will never hear your words, but if you believe, as I do, that God lives in the heart of men - God IS the heart of men - then know that he has heard you, through my ears at least, and loves you
Thank You for the Comment and Taking the Time to Read My Writings. I Pray to the Lord all the Time and I Agree that He does Hears Me.
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