Sunday, October 31, 2010

Poetry Sunday~ Worthy Vessel

Ps.54:6 I will freely sacrifice unto thee: I will praise thy name, O LORD; for it is good.
Worthy Vessel

Into the whispering winds I stand
reaching out to take His hand.
From the galloping gust I hear
words that bring me ever near.

Fingers laced I now find strength
to carry on no matter the length
of pain, loss, hurt and shame;
turn the cheek, no ones to blame.

In his arms I place the sorrow
allowing me to face tomorrow.
Looking back with no regret,
the past is gone I won’t forget.

Guide me Lord into this day,
free me from the breath of sway.
I bow to you, I praise your glory
Release from me this inner fury.

A glorious day has dawned on me
with His hand I’m now set free.
To ride the wing of winds soft draft.
I am his child, He is my craft.


Stormcrow said...


June said...

Loved the many references to and your use of the wind.

Into the whispering winds I stand...
From the galloping gust I hear...
To ride the wing of winds soft draft...

Excellent images and sensory details!


joni said...

Thanks June! That senses lesson really gave my poetry a boost! :)