Douglas Ace Poet Rhyme

The Stripping Away

The fury of winter winds rip through the trees
Stripping away dead branches and scurrying the leaves.
It is a cleansing thing, this awesome, mighty wind
As it blows through the countryside again and again.

So like the Spirit of God in our lives
Is the final conclusion at which I arrive.
For does not the Spirit seek to blow clean
Those places within us, to all others unseen ?

So if we are wiling, He will have His way,
Delivering us from the self life every day.
But you must know, He will never stop there
For you will inherit from Him things He longs to share.

( Things from Him out into the lives of others)


Douglas L. Ace

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Belinda Parish February 17, 2009 at 6:41 AM Another beautiful write Douglas.

Carolyn Devonshire February 16, 2009 at 10:50 AM Douglas, this is a touching verse on the cleansing of the soul! And you also remind me that I need to get out the rake. Good job! Carolyn

Michael Jordan February 13, 2009 at 6:32 PM Douglas a very interesting point written out in a very beautiful way - I would reckon so - God Bless, MJ

Donna Golden February 13, 2009 at 6:09 PM Wonderful insight here, Douglas. I enjoy the simple spiritual truths in your work; they speak to me on a deep level. Donna G.