Another prayer. Matthew 28:11-30, Psalm 30:8-12. Poem 203 of 365 – Save me soon.Help me surrender.I am slipping slowly into silence.Be victor over viceBe peace in my very violent, volatile mind.My prince, please protect.My king, kindly come.My ransomed, wretched soul seeks rest. ~ Essie
Tag: soul
Cracked.
This is a prayer of mine when I feel weak. What do you pray? Poem 187 of 365 – Clip the wings of my hectic wicked chaos.Collect me carefully –I am cracked.Calm my crooked soul;Caress my cravings for things that last. ~ Essie
Graveyards, A Sonnet.
I might be a little morbid, but graveyards are some of my favourite places. What are yours? Poem 186 of 365 – The gravel crunches underneath my feetAnd yields to the wheels of my bicycle.I’m getting tired of my own company.Most consider this their peripheral. “Please keep right” advises the guardian:A sign that keeps watch […]
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