MY SALT
I have spent my salt
to season HIS good earth.
I have spiraled my thoughts
to trace HIS ways
throughout the star-spun skies.
I have loved my life
upon HIS trail,
Hounding for HIS aroma.
Squinting for each sight of HIM
Who is my own dear image
And my Home, my Kin.
Other trails, are lost to me,
I now no longer know them:
My nose to HIS fragrance
My eye to HIS form
My ear to HIS whisper
My foot to HIS earth
My hand to HIS kingdom
My love for HIS own....
3 comments:
AWESOME POEM!!!
He is Holy..and I am hungry! I want His righteousness to fill me as I worship HIM today. I am becoming captivated by HIS love Amy. He is helping me prepare the word for the Womens meeting in June. He is so faithful. The theme is Breaking Free. I don't know why He chose me for this. But He does! Thanx for your prayers and support Amy and I hope you get come as part of the team and to "soak" in some of what He is doing among His lil' princesses. If I say anymore, I may give away the message ...so..bye for now!
great poem.
--RC of strangeculture.blogspot.com
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