Intervention
Glancing up from my writer’s post
I sensed a touch, a hug almost.
Unrestrained presence hung about
refreshing, refilling my brain.
Thoughts came to arrest the mundane;
streams of purpose now flood my drought.
Somewhat doubtful, walking my dog,
beset with angst, a charming fog
encompassed my way, gone afield.
Overnight, the Morning Gazette
published the news, hard to forget -
along that path thieves were revealed
My course is sealed by One who’s just;
I place my trust beneath His shield.
Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2013
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