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Enclosed in a Mist

Enclosed in a mist no vision I cannot see beyond the limits of my cares beyond are trees and grass and sunshine life but I can’t see the gloom has closed me in. My tiny world a prison walled a room without a view I walk short paces round and round without escape from worry’s cold pursuit. Imagination feeds my fears the future meaningless and dark anxieties burn love and friendship from my soul. Then Jesus comes with light and warmth that lift the mist and distance comes and life bursts out in morning splendour and vision comes renewed and hope revives in beauty once again a new perspective – the Glory of my King!

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Date: 9/14/2024 11:01:00 AM
Dear John, your poem is compelling in the duality of emotions; anxiety to bliss. From being enclosed in a mist, a tiny prison of anxious imagination to the light and warmth of a new day born of a "new perspective" in faith and joy reveling in "the Glory of my King!" A very expressive and inspiring piece. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
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