Friday, June 5, 2009

Random Acts of Poetry: True Home

Amidst the chaos,
I felt all alone.
Yet a quiet Voice, filled with peace,
said, "Follow Me home".
"Where? How? What home?",
I did implore.
The Voice said, "Look to your heart and
open the door.
A sense of peace,
Within my heart did reside.
For God's Holy Spirit,
Chose within me to abide.

2 comments:

  1. "I felt all alone."

    That statement holds so much. And I'm thinking, if you were to put it into pictures, what would it look like? (that in itself would make a poem :)

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  2. That is so beautiful, just like you my friend. I love you.

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