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.”
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5 comments:
Ooh beautiful work! I just love the alliteration and rhymes in this poem. The sound makes a softer, more vibrant picture. Nice.
Beautiful in all ways!
Just lovely!
This is beautiful, really breathes peace into the soul!
A beatiful piece indeed; loved the message, the flow and its softness - gentle as the Presence of God Himself; marvelously written! --Joe
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