My Constant One by Melissa Arel
The silence of my soul toils for peace
As I falter and stagger wickedly
Through the garden of my heart, choked by weeds
Consuming my thoughts and visions of release
My pain covers me like a cloak of black night
The flesh struggles to break free and fight
But Your grace comes to me by the morning light
You calm the tempests that ensue my life
Be still my dreams, and listen tenderly
For I long to kiss the mouth that soothes me
He is my source of hope, my constant One
He is Jesus - God's one begotten Son.
07/22/2004 Author's Note: *title of poem inspired by a song from Michelle Tume's album 'LISTEN'..
Posted on 07/23/2004 Copyright © 2024 Melissa Arel
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