A POETIC BLESSING

My soul sought the gift of Poetry
For verbalising unspoken emotion
Like waves tossing on a restless sea
I was humbled and constantly broken.

I learnt to paint my hopes and dreams
To `peace' the pieces together again
To see victory in plans and schemes
To accept moulding with every pain

Empathising with the broken hearted
I could see His Love cover all scars
Find future hope for the dear departed
In blackened loneliness I could see stars.

From drab pain came colourful expressions
Inspirational words for those distressed
From broken experiences came valid lessons
He reached down as my poetry He blessed.

He refreshes me with rhymes beyond reasons
Breathes life into my listless prose
He's my Poet, the Bard of all Seasons
Under His guidance my totality grows.

His Holy Spirit loosens bound words
As poetry flows from my very soul
They fly enraptured like free birds
As my broken rhythm He makes whole.

My talent He blesses whenever I write
Words tumble forth - a two edged sword
He holds my imaginative will tight
There'd be no poetry without my Lord.