Thursday, June 17, 2010

When He Breathes

Soft, still, the silence heaves
I inhale, the Spirit breathes;
Flowing, growing Christ bestowing
Life and strength surpassing knowing.

Scented, soothing, respiration
Taking in His inspiration;
Filling, feeling Christ exalted
Love and Grace supremely vaulted.

Sure, secure the Spirit wind
Where flows the Sovereign;
God revealing Christ resplendent
Hope and purpose codependent.

When He breathes upon the morn
Hope has dawned and life is born;
He my all in all shall be
From now unto eternity.

By Tom Valles

Job 33:4 “The spirit of God hath made me, and the breath of the Almighty hath given me life.”

5 comments:

Kara Ashley said...

Ooh beautiful work! I just love the alliteration and rhymes in this poem. The sound makes a softer, more vibrant picture. Nice.

Carol Penhorwood said...

Beautiful in all ways!

Kathryn Darden said...

Just lovely!

Connie Arnold said...

This is beautiful, really breathes peace into the soul!

Joseph J. Breunig 3rd said...

A beatiful piece indeed; loved the message, the flow and its softness - gentle as the Presence of God Himself; marvelously written! --Joe