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.


  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 :)

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