Like the black hole in the universe,

The elderly's amnesia,

Or the learner's tabularasa,

The world erases the melody of my verses

Yet as the sun rays touches my skin

Endless promise I breathe in

Who am I to serve you?

When everyone needs you

Everyday, I seek your face

You're all faithful, never failed a promise

Now I understand, when trials test us

That is your mercies hidden in disguise

As I walk with you I am learning

Your grace is endlessly pouring

And all the while you are suffering

You never failed us with your blessing

Your words become my breathing

My vital signs for living

With the hero's blood I'm not deserving

A mirror I need to keep looking

Comments

Leslie Robertson from Tennessee on May 07, 2020:

That was Beautiful

Lorna Lamon on May 07, 2020:

A beautiful and touching spiritual poem.