Albert Price Poet Rhyme

Engine of the Soul

Build me an engine –lady of my dream,

Let it be powered by eternal steam.

May patience be your tool of design,

Planning completeness with a cunning mind.

To drive the pistons of a soul’s production,

We need fire with extreme combustion.

This fire from the fervor of powerful prayer

Will create the steam with warmth to spare.

The engine comes to life with a blast and a toot,

And begins to harvest the spiritual fruit.

Run on my soul, with speed aplenty;

For the harvest is rich and the prayers are many.

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Sara Kendrick July 27, 2010 at 12:23 PM Excellent work that has been front and center as a homepage feature this week...Enjoyed reading such a Spirtiual work..Sara

Linda Witt-King July 27, 2010 at 10:01 AM Albert Price, this is wonderful! The first I've seen of your work. Rich metaphors, beautifully done. "May patience be your tool of design"...good counsel for us all. Thank you. This goes to my favorites.

Carol Sunshine Brown July 26, 2010 at 6:12 AM Congratulations on your well deserved poetry being featured this week Albert. Love, Carol

Daver Austin July 25, 2010 at 10:04 AM I think this is one of your best, Albert. Congrats on the selection. Love, Dave

May 20, 2009 at 4:07 PM Nice use of imagery for an uplifting view. Love the last line. Blessings to you for sharing this poem with us and for your kind words on mine. Keep on writing. Karen

Amy Swanson December 15, 2008 at 2:28 PM Beautifully written with vivid imagery, captured me from the start. Excellent! God bless, Amy :)