With Each Line That I Write

It is you who gives these to me, the poems of which I write. It is You who makes me to see the words which each come to light. The sun is making it's long journey again from the east unto the west. And again, I'm feeling the yearning to write each line distinct from the rest. Sometimes I'm still quite overtaken by the words which come forth unbidden. And I know I'm not mistaken as thoughts come forth that once were hidden. You Lord, are the revealer of hearts and mine is shown with each line that I write. As each line ends, another one starts till the whole poem is brought to the light. Lord Spirit, you have brought forth in me the desire to commit to line all that pertains to you as the key So Lord, use these writings of mine.