Peacefully the night slips away with
each drop of morning dew..
I am wakened by the filtered morning
light as it peeks it's way through..
Even earlier, as the night descends its
darkness, it's shadows fade..
My dreams drift away like a
cloud swept images in a parade..
My heart is burdened, my spirit weeps..
The what if's, the why nots, the quiet
room is loud with guilt, my soul
no longer wants to keep..
I whisper quietly ..
"Are you here Lord?"
His presence fills the room like cloth ripped through a sword..
Take my burdened soul, my restless spirit,
my early morning tears..
Swiftly the crowded thoughts vanish..
The burdens are lifted,
no longer do I fear..
“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” John 14.27
Patsy McNutt. Morgan
10/04/14
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