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My Love, My hope, My God

You give the love that extends me
in colors yet invented
within heights too lofty for
the mind; its bough rocks
but never falls, for you
hold me above earth’s core.

You must help me surrender,
for might is not my virtue
and persistence, a waste of brow;
I am desperate for your love that
stones will not overthrow and
mountains cannot spew.

Let me be the blueprint of your purpose,
full and humble as the wiping of feet
you award the followers, sever the thirst
with a sip of Messianic tears.

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  • ccawley gold member
    August 21

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    "for might is not my virtue" very true...i can relate.
    Love "spew"...it shows...doesn't "tell." I can see it.
    So you're going to add more stanzas perhaps? I felt like reading more of
    the speaker's passion regarding helplessness...that only He, God can do what the speaker can't.
    I really like, "colors yet invented"...God is like that isn't He?!!
    Keep writing!!
    Good start!


  • CaliOkie silver member
    July 26

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    What we often see as weakness is turned to be our greatest strength. The purpose you serve may be one you never thought possible and the love you are so desperate for is in you already. It always has been. In dark and quite places His voice is most clearly heard, but even then, only in a whisper. He whispers what we would shout, He asks what we would demand, He guides what we would compel. He knows you well and may only be waiting for the right time.

    This is wonderful and very thought provoking. How often many of us ask this question and find the answer only over the passage of years. We seldom begin and will never see the finish of the work, but we may be an important link in the chain.

    Thank you for this excellent reminder. I too wonder often.

    Garrison


    • CookieZeal Greeters member
      July 27
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      Whew! Preach it brother! I am so glad that you were able to glean the fruitful detail of something that was a mere desperate prayer.

      Amen...... Dianne the CookieZealeth


  • Sherry gold member
    July 5

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    Sincere.....

    This reflects you want nothing more then God's will to be in your life and for you to be of use of him. Very unselfish poem may he give you those desires of your heart you seek... Giving to him where your weak and a precious spirit that longs for his love. Beautifully reflected Cookie nothing to revise on this one to me.... ♥


  • PrabhuDayal Khattar silver member
    July 3

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    Ah..you have wonderful humility in the words..especially in the last stanza my friend..and that makes this, a great poetry dear one..thanks for sharing it...

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