When I was lost, dried, cracked
in that desert.
YOU were that waterfall that restored
and cleansed me.
The wind that blew, carrying me that
extra mile.
YOU were the drum the beat in my heart.
Which helped me do things I can't.

You were that tear the one that rolled
slow, not so bitter.
The one that took me from my knees, reminding
me I'm no quiter.

YOU the light in the darkness, the light
that never went out.

YOU, you are my God, and I thank you. 


17 thoughts on “YOU

  1. This is the Bridge Over Trouble Water motif that relaxes a “sin sick soul.” This is what poetry is all about. It calls some deep within the body; some call it the soul, to a resting place that is outside of death.

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