Den of Inspiration
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To The Source, God The Father, God The Sun, God The Holy Spirit
Of the visible and invisible world. Thank You for who You are.
You who refreshes my mind
Like sea breeze of Belize,
It had to be You, knowing my needs
You in my conscience, consoling me.
You who chases blues
You've given me space, clear and fresh
As den of inspiration I shan't forget.
Inside, I heard serenity's voice
Telling me I had to make a choice
That's when You took my hand
Unlike any earthly man;
And showered me with golden grace
Soft as sea of light within my space.
You showed me promises of old
I was then moved to behold...
When again I heard, "Seek Ye First..."
You came and quenched my thirst,
Then with forgiveness,
You answered my quest, and
Taught me to forgive.
Thank You for Your silent spark,
Giving inspirational thoughts.
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(Revisited with profound gratitude, on my 65th B'day, Sept 6th)
Written 8/25/12)
Copyright © Iris E. S-Lewis | Year Posted 2015
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