You are the river
Running thought me
Comforting, unabashed today…
But tomorrow…
Flooding me with your
Boastful aggression.
Still, the battered banks
Of my youth
Continue to hold you,
Growing Wildly lush
In your aftermath.
Tag Archives: Spiritual poem
Revival
Pulling your distance into my nearness
Nightlight
Little Hope
Hold my hand, little hope
Don’t let me go astray
I cannot sail without your wind
Lift my sails, I pray
Lead my ship to better shores
Where I can find some rest
I cannot sleep without your dreams
So build for them a nest
And Place it in my weary heart
To give my soul some rest
Sing for me, little hope
Don’t fly away so soon
Brush your wings against my heart
And my heart will sing in tune
Hold my hand, little hope
Don’t let me go astray
I cannot fly without your wings
Carry me, I pray