God's Goodness
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Mercy longs-for a companion-
peace faithful holds on keeps hoping,
forgiveness sustains, love gently uplifting!
Three hearts cry out one for the other;
their candles lit each swaying together
as they flicker-the-door, opens wide -
Grace-generous aware, racing
in brings them in their longing;
together -
Joy delights revels in this,
surrenders itself one-
for the other -
Time honest-
boasts of this
remains-willing -
continues marching.
Like brilliant waterfalls do,
peregrinating down-cascading
themselves about them in their
glorious way upon the humble
streams as they-go, joyful is
the soul trammeled grateful
the heart the mind hopeful -
its greater desire for
freedom moving-it-a-
ways-farther-beyond the-
staleness of its-same tiered-old-
prison - love opening the door -
full of God's goodness the crispness
of the air its pureness rushing in to
greet it -
its mundane life renewed as it
were now - being made secure.
Opened-through-Grace; a song,
poetry I feel is-the-ever fervent-cry
of-the-greatest-of the indifference's of
the heart, mind, brought again to know
the-joyous dance-of its tired soul-waltzing
away riding gingerly on the feet of the Lord.
The one-once-completely blinded trammeled;
alone - resting sweetly now, weeping honestly
under the refuge-of the humble willow -
forevermore opened itself through this - willing;
undeniably grateful -
the perfect absence of hate in the face of pride,
precious beauty, delight, of divinity's illustrious
welcome -
Hope peace, mercy, forgiveness-love, faith;
grace - joy-knowing finally finding their place
within; a gift for them - a permanent-home.
3 poems written 1 year ago. I decided to form them individually today here: 10th Dec 2010.
Formed as I brought them from another site from their original forms as they are there. Was
curious while in the midst of forming; noticed they would as I had formed them fit together.
Had no idea they would fit this way together as they have now. Hence the name given for the
poem in thank you, for: "God's Goodness", because it is He that was the inspiration, as well the
Guide/Mastering of the hands that formed them. Thank you for reading. Their names are as
follows as I brought them formed them: A Permanent Home, I'm Feeling Sick Today Let's See
What and How Much I Can Bring to the Table, The Longing. I Had no idea I was forming a
candle. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yN44tOis9hc&feature=related
Copyright © James Long | Year Posted 2010
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