Debra Squyres Poet Rhyme

Morning Prayer

A whisper on the breeze
A voice remembered well
Sun kisses these cheeks
Meditating here a spell

Tiny spot lights dance
Behind these closed lids
His presence now I feel 
“Speak to me” He bids

Laying down these cares
At the feet of this friend
Knowing that He’s there
His forever never ends

Humming hallelujah!
Rejoicing in His grace
Longing now to see Him
In that heavenly place

Honored by His presence
In this dwelling He abides
Peace becomes the master
In this vessel He resides

Living through the moments
Life has tossed my way
My strength is found in Jesus
Every moment, every day

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Robert Johnson April 11, 2013 at 5:10 PM Such a soothing meditation of devine communing Debra. May God's peace be with you always. Your friend Bob. :)

Fisayo Aderounmu May 15, 2012 at 12:09 PM I can't but join in this chorus- halleluyah. Thanks to you Debra.

Fisayo Aderounmu May 15, 2012 at 12:09 PM I can't but join in this chorus- halleluyah. Thanks to you Debra.

Christopher Bunton February 22, 2012 at 7:31 PM Very Good! I like this!

Jim Pemberton January 11, 2012 at 5:17 AM Aewsome and encouraging words! I enjoyed this poem very much and are thankful for poets like yourself who add so much to fellow soupers! Take care and God bless!!!

Maureen Lefanue January 10, 2012 at 1:09 PM Thank you, Debra, once again for your kind comment. I truly loved this poem of yours; my sentiments exactly! God bless, M :)

Anne Rutherford November 26, 2011 at 5:11 AM This is beautiful Debra, for me every line is meaningful ,last stanza is what I'm trying to do . My husband died on Nov.17th .Read your poem at the right time . Thank you for this inspiried read. Anne

Robert Johnson June 20, 2011 at 3:12 PM Dear Debra, where did you go? I knock on your door, but you never show. I'm sad without you, you didn't say goodbye. And I'm just left wondering why.

Anne Rutherford June 10, 2011 at 1:39 PM Debra one of the most inspried poems i've read .I appreciate getting to read it. Thank you . Anne

Anne Rutherford June 2, 2011 at 3:02 PM Magnificent poetry from first word till the last Debra . this is going on my favourites . Superb writing/ message. Thank you for this wonderful poem. Anne

Robert Johnson May 16, 2011 at 4:00 PM I just came back for some more soul soup.

Matt Hunt May 15, 2011 at 10:50 PM Very inspirational words that you could feel from the soul. Wonderful. R.M.

Robert Johnson May 15, 2011 at 1:53 PM Grace was bestowed upon me as I read the grace that was bestowed upon you. Peace becomes the master is truly a devine inspired line. This one fed my soul. Thank You.