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.
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Thank you π
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Yes indeed… in those times so good to know and feel that presence π
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Indeed. Thanks for reading and commenting π
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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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Awesomely written!
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Thanks alot much appreciated
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Beautiful lines yes He is everything π well shared β€οΈβ€οΈ
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Thank You, God Bless
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It’s my pleasure π stay blessed β£οΈπ
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Amen
Beautifully expressed
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Thanks π
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You are back in your power, and I thank you!
Joanna
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Beautiful! Thank’s for share Smith.
Elvira
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Many Thanks π
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You are welcome,Smith. π
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