Psalm 46
A new world comes
And some would say
It’s here
By your hand, we might
Live in better days
The images we make
For politics or
Entertainment
Are wrung through
With shiny fakery
I think our new day
Will arrive,
Lord,
When we learn to say
I love you to the ground
And to the air
And to the wind we
Cannot see but truly
Feel and have:
When we learn the
Value of unseen things,
We can say I love you
To each other
Then your new day is
Manifest
June 27, 2016 at 8:11 pm
Such a beautiful poem.
June 28, 2016 at 12:37 am
Thank you! Thank you for reading it!
June 28, 2016 at 7:52 am
this is a wonderful prayer from the heart, brother!
June 29, 2016 at 3:38 pm
Thank you, sister, for saying this is wonderful. I do try to make psalms from the heart.
June 30, 2016 at 1:52 am
you always do, brother. 🙂