Under the Stars
Dawn is delayed, must have been a power failure in the firmament
But nothing found in my notification icon of an outage.
I have thoughts to share and I will lose my vision if the day does not appear soon.
I forgot to pick up some batteries and the last candle was waxed out!
Where is the light that I need? I have pen in hand and a pad to press.
You see I live under the stars that have the urge to send a charge of light but not enough to accurately stay in between the lines.
If only the moon was over me during this night, I could put my
feelings down by is wide open eyes. Why can’t the moon be
out and be productive each and every night. Sorry, I am just
spoiled and am perturbed right now .
I am in silent thought now…
I follow him and I believe in him. Without a Sheppard I can’t make
the grade to where his flock is grazing. His power of light will be my
pathway to his hall in which energy is restored and a breath becomes
the ignition to life again.
If I could say this to anyone I would do, but being alone, my voice becomes silent under the stars.
Only the winds can air my echoes in that hall. The sheep will be still to allow the passage of my voice
Thus I repeat I have followed you thru my life and I believe in
your promise. Please open the light upon me Lord, this is my reward for
believing in you even in the darkness of hours.
The day has light now. I will remain here until my day does not begin to which I was called upon to where the sheep are grazing with their Sheppard.
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