Move.
Fill me.
Move me aside.
Speak through me.
Come.
Be real.
Let them see
You. Alone, always.
God!
Not mine,
but Your will
be done now.
Listen,
though, to
prayers. Offered up.
Praise to you.
Move.
Fill me.
Love:)
R
Just stopping by to thank you again for your words, You are a special one.
ReplyDeleteSuch a nice crisp poem. Love the flow.
ReplyDelete