Life Recipe 7 Syllables
Take this worry from my head
Mix it with the blood you shed
Blend it with the psalms I read
Strain the mixture I'll be fed
Reduce my life's dismal toil
Set to simmer, do not boil
Feed me love my daily bread
As I lie my weary head
Add a cup of mercy, please
Gently knead sin from our list
Drizzle kindness seeds and freeze
Roll sin out to the abyss
Grate zest of passion flower
Let it rise with your power
Mix it with the Blood you shed
Nourish me my daily bread
Gently roast with your bright light
Loves aroma vapors mist
Wafting 'bove earth greediness
Its the reason we exist
Let the devil shake his fist
We await our final tryst
Our progressions not remiss
Grateful for your tenderness
Pour your strength into my core
Stir in wisdom to endure
Sprinkle peace in more and more
Dash o discipline implored
Shake up your love I adore
Spread your son to reassure
Saviors icing and allure
Crushed the devil we abhor
Lamb vaporize guilt and foe
Mixed in with the blood you shed
Patina cauldron is on low
Blended with the psalms I read
Bubbling mustard seeds to grow
Strain the mixture I am fed
Simmer grace and bring to Glow
Ignite my life daily bread
Copyright © Donna Roberts | Year Posted 2017
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