my prayers leap like a thousand frogs
flooding the heavens of my plea
as time warps like ripples of water
I sat and waited Thy response to me
the sun has risen and have sat low
for a thousand times I don’t know
yet here I am beneath the sky
down on my knees and hands up high
I waited for answers over and over
I’ll cry for it if it need be
my life I know will soon be done
but thy response I cannot see
I know you’ve never answered no
you can tell me wait but please don’t slow
I’ve never been anxious all my life
but waiting is over I had to go
a silken silhouette there I see
over the horizon waiting for me
oh but no, she’s leaving too
tired of waiting for me so
oh dear what’s this that I have done
I had the answer, now she’s gone
oh life when it showers her feat
the Lord has His way to make it bittersweet.
El poeta que nunca seré...
7 months ago
2 comments:
Very poignant.
You poetry style is improving.
I like how you stick to your own style, without copying others'. That is admirable. :)
I have an award for you waiting on my blog! Do come pick it up! I hope that you like it! :)
Thanks C!
your comments inspires me... BIG THANKS! :-)
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