Joy
JOY
Joy is like an ocean breeze.
Golden like sweet honey to the soul.
Porcelain crystals of dew drops.
Joy is like running streams in the desert.
It will hug with its light and enlighten your darkness,
Whispering songs of deliverance until you are walking free.
Joy walks you through the forest of restoration,
Like a healer supplying medicine.
Sleep welcomes you as your head greet the soft pillows.
No sleeping pills required.
Your heart beats peacefully, as you Enter Rest
Copyright © Verna Brown | Year Posted 2015
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