This is an inspirational blog that utilizes the medium of poetry and creative writing to tell stories.
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| Image by 1778011 from Pixabay |
Outside
don't want to be outside in the winter time
The roof is solid
The heated water is on
The walls know many secrets
But tell no tales
The frost is ice cold
The chill is beautiful
As it changes the warm air to fog
Still I stoke the fire by throwing logs
By Esha
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| Image by Andreas Lischka from Pixabay |
It starts off small
A flame
That the cold, wind and rain
Can't extinguish
Questions follow:
Can I be redeemed?
Does Christ love me?
Is faith enough?
Maintained by hope
Nourished by the pages of a Bible
That are ever turning
But to believe
Your growth is tied up in learning
And yearning for the grace of God
He will pick you up
The Holy Ghost will comfort you
And Jesus will clean your wounds
You are not abandoned
And most importantly you are not forgotten
You are the sheep that the Shepard refused to leave behind
Every need you have supplied
You will have a friend in Jesus for the rest of your life
So when the world resents you
And casts you aside...
Just know that you are aided by the King of Kings
It starts off small
A flame
That the cold, wind and rain
Can't extinguish
Then it grows
We're just now seeing the ball of glowing fire
The red light is bright but nothing like fluorescence.
It stings the eyes, it lights up the world,
It electrifies the soul, it burns out of control.
The shinning rays touching cold skin gives the weary
A renewed reason to hope.
And that’s why we stand at the cusp of a new day.
Love always, Esha
You give me hope beyond tomorrow
Pushing me to move past the trials of yesterday
You are the sunlight cutting through the storm
Shine on my day once again
And make my cold heart warm
Your love is sweet poetry to tuned out ears
Inch closer to me with all the kind words
My lonely heart has longed to hear
Hold me in your gentle palms
Bring me near
