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Finding Me
As I start on a quest finding self, I must look very deep in my soul. Here I will not find books on a shelf, That will help me get close to my goal. Clear I see as a child I was free Brought to church I was taught God to love. Where I walk tranquil streams follow me, Down a path that would lead to above. Twas my goal never wander away, For my heart and my soul lived for God. I would fall on my knees where I’d pray, Knowing he was my staff and my rod. Then a storm raged one day at my door, I was angry at life’s awful turn, All my faith it just crashed to the floor, Now my hate strongly started to burn. Blaming God never came to my mind, Just my doubt had spread turmoil in me, Now this dark hole inside made me blind, All this hate in me screamed set me free. Welcomed back like the prodigal son, Jesus kissed all my sorrows away, Wiped the tears I had shed dried each one, I am saved by his grace every day. As I end now this quest finding self, I’m at peace and my spirit is free. All my sins just like dust on a shelf, Free to fly with these wings God gave me. Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 10.06.2014 For Pendleton Arkwright’s Contest: Anapest Trimeter
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