My Special Place To Meet My God
Midst life’s race, my soul seeks solace in haven:
Hope’s fortress glowing with bliss’ iridescence.
To my prayer closet* I flee, faith-driven
…Where I meet my God and bask in His presence.
Along grace-altar that’s love, mercy-proven…
He revives my spirit with His peace-incense.
Worshipful, I linger, staying triumphant
In my communion nook, divinely radiant!
*Matthew 6:6 …When thou prayest, enter into thy closet, and… pray to thy Father which is in secret…
January 31, 2019
6th place, "My Place..." Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Carolyn Devonshire; judged on 2/4/2019.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2019
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