I woke up in a dream like state
Wondering why all the hate
Screaming to the Heavens asking why
Not sure if I should even try
The light before me was so bright
I just wanted to say goodnight
The Voice said my child what have you been through
I finally responded right on cue
Most High, where have you been in my life?
As I walked daily with little might
I cry out to you from my soul
But my tears only fall into a bowl
I do bad things and you hate me for it
I never really mean to be disobedient
You judge me daily for my mistakes
And now Most High, I feel its too late
The Voice says, my dear one I do not hate you so
Its the pride in you I want you to let go
Thrown into a sea of forgetfulness, just like your mistakes
Dear one its never to late
I'm here to comfort you for all your days
I am here for you to adjust your way
My child, come here and cry unto me
And I will show you wonders daily
I run to The Voice who speaks with grace
And continue to run my race
Knowing the Most High is with me through and through
I feel peace and I hope you do too. ❤️
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