Open Poetry #41 |
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My toes inch in |
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luminosity Senior Member
since 2005-11-18
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This morning clearly must have wandered off into the desert before it got to me; for where I wake today is dry and lifeless. My voice is parched; it seems long since I drank of Your Living water. But it was careless of the night to wander afar, sleep walking it must have been; for every one knows that I would much rather a river dweller be, my door always open to hear the river's voice; my daily walk close enough to feel Your Spirit's mist on my face. No more itinerant travels for me my place is established, my feet firmly planted but just to reassure, every chance they get my toes inch in. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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suthern![]() ![]()
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
What a beautiful expression of faith... this made me smile! *S* |
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luminosity Senior Member
since 2005-11-18
Posts 813 |
thank you both...and yep suthern this made me smile as well, its times as this that I am glad to have a muse |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
But it was careless of the night to wander afar, sleep walking it must have been; for every one knows that I would much rather a river dweller be, ~*~ We don't always know what lurks in the dark, but the way you've phrased this is priceless! ![]() |
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