TIMBRE OF MY SOUL
With LOVE you formed my heart
With patience you formed my soul
With WORD you established truth
With Spirit you made me whole
My wonky body has always brought pain
Lopsided and cowlicked mane
I've wobbled about from side to side
Finding every little crevice where I could hide
With grace you set my flow
With forgiveness I let it all go
With resilience I got back on my feet
With or without a mirror, I accept me
My anointed walk from matter to LOVE
My dreams and visions yielded and still
My yesterdays and tomorrows are gone
My "IS," in REVELATION, heaven's seal
My timbre plays the timbrel and I rejoice
Written by Trudy Schraer on 01-11-2024
Copyright © Trudy Schrader | Year Posted 2024
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