You are the voice
that sings the song of angels,
the melody that grants me
eternal peace.
Your voice
soft as feathers from your holy wings,
yet powerful enough
to light the darkness along my walk.
You are the comfort...
the warmth of home,
the sweetness of a smile,
the tenderness of a hug.
We come to you when we are alone.
We come to you when hunger stirs within.
We come to you when we tremble in the cold and fear.
I know this.
I feel this.
I have this.
You are the calm presence of
a glowing waterfall,
the gentle rain that blesses the earth,
the quiet night that grants us rest.
You are the truth
for me, for us.
Your Holy Spirit gives me reason and lasting joy,
to live for You.
There is no love greater than Yours,
no power more profound,
no grace as radiant as the love You give.
The love we receive from You
is the purest,
the most faithful,
the most enduring gift.
And when sorrow finds me,
Your angel come in the night,
wrapping their tender wings around my shoulders
like a gentle embrace.
Peace flows quietly within me,
calmness enters my heart.
Your touch softens the soul,
and grief slips away in silence.
Your gentle hand heals every wound,
and soon I recognize happiness
the quiet joy that finds me again.
Hope lifts me with a smile,
faith leads me toward the light.
I close my eyes without question
and feel Your trust within me.
The angel guide me on my way,
wherever my steps may lead.
And when I cross narrow raid,
I feel
so softly
how You embrace me.
Alright so, as you might notice the quality of this poem is not as compared to my previous works, because the way something is allows for alterations in grammar and lengthy pauses that cause reading to be badly disturbed.
Please keep this in mind when critiquing.
