Saturday, September 29, 2012

Tears Rain on Cheeks

Rain clouds gray; 
No rain.
Broken self;
No tears.
Warped soul holds internal pain.

Gray clouds shed
Soft gentle rain.
Heart of self sheds
Flowing tears soft on cheeks.
Self's soul released into healing.
Written by Morninglory 9/29/2012

" Through the Lord's mercies we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness." ( Lam. 3:22-23, NKJV)


A fragile flower found on sidewalk,
Broken from its bush.
Landed hard,
Still intact, just bruised.
Written by Morninglory 9/28/2009

John Newton wrote, " Through many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come;Tis grace has brought me thus this far, and grace will lead me home."