The only place we have found, that is still solid ground
I'm sure you have, maybe countless times
As the rigors of life have sounded their chimes
It's a place we come to know
As life brings forth it's show
The dramas shift and change
Sometimes they get far beyond our range
We know not how to adjust
But deep within we know we must
And the only way we have found so far
When everything has crossed the bar
Our feelings we know can only be known
By Him who sits upon the throne
We somehow know when our hearts are made bare
That He who knows all, will still yet care
What relief we find when we have been there
You know by now, it's the place of prayer
INDEED, I HAVE! THANK GOD FOR THE 'GIFTS' THAT HE IMPARTS TO US THERE, PRICELESS GIFTS THAT ENABLE US TO GO ON...IRREGARDLESS THE CIRCUMSTANCES WE FACE. WONDERFUL INSPIRATION, THANKS. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
This poem is almost 4 years old, but it rings so true! I am touched by this one, comforted and reminded of the help to be found in that special place. btw, you might like my poem, "Go Into A Closet, Any Closet." I have changed the name to just "The Prayer Closet," but it is listed on AD with the longer name.
This one's a keeper for me
Connie