Written on December 1, 2024
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Love came down, without a sound, assuring us of the presence, the grace, the peace that comes to those who simply believe God is always near and wherever we are, we have love so sincere – by poet In the quiet moments, undisturbed By the dancing leaves, Breath of wind’s teeth, light In shades of grace, or grief Silence wonders where the night has been Stardust motions to the song, Trembling in the gentlest rhythms Warm as laughter, glowing Comparing the lonely to the alone, The melody to the poem wrote by the soul Who sings in glimpses of tenderness Instinctive tones of generosity, rising up From the earth’s wholesome soils… Roses, sustained by the summer’s joy Baby’s breath and colors of gold, softly spoken By hearts who know what it means to regret, Roses, sprinkled with thorns who voice Their warning, their dark dramas, Beneath the weeds, fallen seeds, abundant As the prayers I’ve prayed for the heart Who cannot see past the lonesome, To the blessing that survives in the timeless Acts of an age when God gave Solitude a name – was it really the stillness The old ways, beneath shadows of twilight, Singing to the bonfires who were built By lonely hopes and broken hearts, Isolated from the blame, the shame, amazed By the wonderful who gives hope a name, Who gives God the praise… Secluded from the doubts who won’t fade, Melancholic and afraid of the past, Where there is silence that will ever last Abiding inside the soul who can’t see The forest for the trees, The makings of a light despite the grief The whisper of beauty in every seed… And a rose, petals floating beyond the gusts, Twisting, the ache of solitary buds Erased from the memory, a fleeting despair Who was once so near, so close to the heart Feeling like leftover resilience Forlorn but not so broken they can’t hear The voice of light, abiding in the night Capturing the heart who just believes All is right, despite the streets of solitude, Where dark fights light, Where hope fights doubt, Where love is more amazing… Because beneath the love, She’s praising, always praising Alone is never alone – not really His love is everlasting and always with me Forever restores the moon to its glory Eternity remembers it is love that keeps going It is love from God above that silences the lost, So, despite the cost, there is love that will forever last, There is love that God sent to remind us We’re never alone, wherever we go He will find us Wherever we are, He will abide with us!
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