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poem submitted to “A Gospel Song” poetry contest, Regina Mcintosh, sponsor, 7/11/2026
I roam through the forest, weary from the wandering, when a whisper in the wind said, Lift your eyes and listen. And the morning broke around me with a mercy made of gold~ a slow, shining solace that settled upon my soul. I felt the Father’s nearness in the silence between my heartbeats, felt His light lean low to gather what was lost. He said, Child, I have carried you through shadows you don’t remember; I have held you in the hollows where hope had almost fled. So I opened all my aching to the sweetness of His presence, and the sorrow I had stored began to soften into song. Now I walk within His wonder, with a fire that never falters, with a faith that keeps unfolding like a dawn that will not dim. And I sing because He saved me, and I rise because He raised me, and I shine because His Spirit brings light into my bones. Hallelujah to the Holy One, hallelujah for His healing, hallelujah for His holding, hallelujah for the love that brings me home.
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