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Post by MIRIAM JACOB on Jan 2, 2011 6:40:15 GMT -5
THE BEAUTY OF HIS GIFT
The beauty of the gift You have given me
Is that each day as I sit and write
The words do always come to my mind
When I accept from You, Your love’s invite
I grasp their beauty from the air
Embracing this romantic time
Where I can measure the deepness of love
That this day I do find is mine
For I have never seen Your loving face
Though my spirit has felt Your embrace
During those special times spent together
As your love I begin to taste
You allow me to write down line upon line
Of what You know in the world is lacking
Allowing me to say it in simple terms
Where many lovingly do tenderly embrace them
Feeling the living Spirit in every line
Each word tantalizing their thoughts and dreams
Allowing one’s spirit to reach into a heavenly world
Where they now find what their heart did need
Allowing for sweet treasured moments in time
Which let their hearts and minds run so free
While they dance and embrace this gift of love
That by Your Spirit through a poem they now receive.
© Wendell A. Brown
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