Sunday, May 21, 2017

Ears to Hear



Used to do lots more of this
Seeds of a message heard
Some sort of Heaven's kiss
And I would wake
And rub my eyes
And find where thoughts might take
A messenger and little more
And that was all the thrill
In what He had in store
Scrounging for likely reader hits
A vain sad garden path
Oft perused in starts and fits.
The numbers seemed to mystify
Most bloggers typed to score
But bottom line, not I
A few got back perhaps a note
Encouraging
On things I wrote
But that became much less the goal
A worship rare
In one quenched soul
And heard God did with joy
His whispers blessed
This odd newsboy.
Now thanks arise for sure
In yet more verse
In me a hard days' cure.

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