Poetry

b3498cd6e4f2b163207a6551162ddd78

Poetry comes from the heart.

It comes from deep inside.

It comes from the secret place,

The shadow of God in which we hide.

It comes from love,

It comes from praise.

It comes from Him.

The Ancient of days.

It’s a gift of love,

And a gift to share.

A gift to bless,

And a gift of prayer.

Poetry in motion,

Ballet or song…

His love is everlasting, strong.

I write poetry for the Lord.

i give glory to Him.

I pray my poetry blesses you.

If you are reading them.

Rebecca Jones

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s