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Robert Pierre Poem
Morning Glory
Walking through the fresh morning dew, amazed and thrilled once again by the birds singing their beautiful repose to greet the day.
Ornamental fields of Grandeur, splendid scenes of amorous magnificence, laden with the pretty flowers, swaying their rhythmic dance, carried by the noble wind.
With awe and gratitude, beholding the creators majesty, as the Morning Glory Flower unravels and unfurls into its full bloom, mesmerizing us with it’s perennial beauty.
Blessings abound, joyous harmony overtakes the landscape, giving thanks to God for such beauty and wonder, and providing us with a most wonderfully attractive way to begin a new day, another opportunity to walk with God , in the Spirit of Love.
Copyright © Robert Pierre | Year Posted 2016
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Robert Pierre Poem
The Comforter
Today, i lost a friend. my BEST friend.
He was persecuted, he suffered for me, but in the midst of his suffering, he held my heart and soul up to a Loving God, and forgave everything i ever did wrong.
My friend promised me he would send someone to comfort me, someone to teach me, someone to dry my tears, bear my troubles, and hold me up to the father.
The Comforter continues to heal me, to help me, until that blessed day, when i re-join my friend, my BEST friend, at the Loving table of the Father.
Copyright © Robert Pierre | Year Posted 2016
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Robert Pierre Poem
Twilight’s First Kiss
The late evening sun, casting brilliant rays through the rafters of this old, tattered barn.
Two Young Lovers share an embrace, a soft kiss, gazing into each others delighted and hopeful eyes.
Passion unfolding, Loves glance awash over two tender hearts embracing upon that Journey of desire and magical longing of spirit.
Warm, silky lips, ablaze in joyous wonder at the sensuous feeling and overflowing symphony of Love’s embrace.
The sun dropping, melting into the sparkling horizon, happy to have shed light on the beginning footsteps of Love’s Journey.
Two young Lovers, heart’s aglow, marvelling at...
Twilight’s First Kiss.
Copyright © Robert Pierre | Year Posted 2016
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Robert Pierre Poem
Love Is
Love wakes me in the morning, to a song of praise and thanks. Like the morning dew, fresh moisture gingerly felt as a pleasure to the senses.
The Wondrous visions of the Heavenly Order are sung to me by the birds, and whispered by the Comforters in the rising of the sun and the beginning, the refreshing of the day.
A tribute to God’s enduring covenant to heal the broken land, may my walk be in contentment and Peace, and in remembrance that whatever the battle, whatever the storm, Love Is.
Copyright © Robert Pierre | Year Posted 2016
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