Awed Poems - Poems about Awed

Sometimes, a first draft of a poem leaves me awed. It is as if it came as gift from God. But then when I start to revise and look at it with more studious eyes, I see all the places were it's irredeemably flawed, and I lose all the joy the poem initially brought. And then, in the trash it goes, like...

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sunlight was made for your eyes glints of golds hints of greens touch of brown and violet i fall into them, wanting more the sun draws out your magic i feel humbled and awed to know you and delighted that you are mine to raise...

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"The world is charged with the grandeur of God." Quote by _ Gerald Manley Hopkins ...

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I When trouble comes Guilt is behind With Regret Ready and able (No time for pun on Cain or Abel) But don't give up on God Or even the vilest offender As the hymnist sang, if s/he truly believes Pardon from God one truly receives If you must --- Give up on the accusers, not on Jesus II I have been hurt by Christians As badly as by...

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I Awed by God Awe is good For Holy God Don't be scared You'll be heard II Awed by God My prayers flawed Devotions without verses Or His Words Biblical living waters Go before God Fearlessly; reverentially awed III GREATEST IDEA YET IF HUMANLY CREATED A HEAVENLY FATHER JESUS'S EARTHLY MOTHER HE USED "ABBA" INTIMACY INDICATED THEREBY if only humans Will go, quietly To talk intimately With the Universe Though HUMANLY perverse Barriers we'd traverse Healed we converse...

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She had a quirky jazziness that could not be denied. We wanted to be with her, to watch her, maybe to be her. None of us would admit it, but our wide eyes and open mouths did....

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"Be happy in a moment and live in a breath . . " ...

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reverential awe prudent faith-filled perspective fathoming God’s mind* 1Corinthians 2:16 For who hath known the mind of the Lord, that he may instruct him? But we have the mind of Christ. January 29, 2020 Honorable Mention, "Senryu on Mind" Poetry Contest Sponsored by Jenish Somadas; judged on 2/3/2020....

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Let's visit our sacred space, Pray for blessings of grace, Pray for an encounter with the Lord, If it all come true, we'd all be awed, Personal encounters with grace, Hidden, but not far away, in our sacred space....

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Awed by the amazing Lord and God* Almighty Blessed am I with His beautiful gift of eternal life-bounty Committed to Him of grateful faith-love's certainty Delighted in His service He deserves midst my duty Earnest as He upholds me around His endearment's entirety Fulfilled by His faithfulness smiting faithlessness' futility Granted with redemption from hell-fire's gravity Hoisted toward reaching-out along volunteerism's humility...

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range of beauty rests up to the mass ...

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A solitary man meets God Beneath the moon on frozen sod. Rock walls caress that quiet place. Amid the snow and open space – There, God can speak to heart of man. Share great truths and give commands. Each man who waits for Christ’s return, Within his soul shall soon discern. There is no place upon this earth Where a soul’s growth has greater...

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I stand in awe and contemplate nature's beauty Deep within I feel a very real sense of duty Awe that I can marvel at a butterfly's flight Then from my heart be able of butterflies write I contemplate how plants can sustain survival Especially when it is such a dry year all upheaval Yet God the great designer knew just what...

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God awed me last night My spirit took flight at the sight A shooting star prepared for me Flew out across the sea The sea of the sky, it did fly Seemed so close; so close to my eye I felt that I could reach out And touch; its white light in route Did it come on and land on earth? Or was it...

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At the steering wheel, I am inanely awed by how my car greedily gulps down into its hood that interminable stretch of gray highway snaking out as a huge, obsidian conveyor belt from the edge of the earth where the rim of the opalescent sky at daybreak begins. In the same oafish wonder, I see the pavement itself rush in and zoom in an ashen blur under...

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