Psalm 48
God Breaks Through
The day comes
When God breaks
Through
When an open hand
Will not be
Withheld by grace
Or by design
We cannot bring
It down—release
Or entice it
Our timing has no
Meaning here
We should leave
It all alone
A mind ordains, a
Host obeys
The earth will be
Complete
Ready to be
Apprehended in
Capture and in
Understanding
Day time and
Night time
Without time
clcouch123 
August 7, 2016 at 2:38 pm
wow what an intense poem. I read this after Rosema’s ‘No Greater Love’ and I must say the two read like two halves of the same story–the greatest story ever told 🙂
August 7, 2016 at 3:24 pm
Thank you, Melinda! Placing my verse in company with Rosema’s is a delight! It is certainly the greatest story ever told. And to tell. I hope and pray you are very well!
August 7, 2016 at 4:36 pm
You’re welcome 🙂 Yes indeed! I am well, thank you for asking
August 8, 2016 at 8:12 am
Hey you two! I saw that! Don’t make me blush too much. HAHA
August 8, 2016 at 9:00 pm
I only type the truth 😊
August 9, 2016 at 1:22 am
hey! HAHA. Thank you!
August 9, 2016 at 1:42 am
You’re welcome 🙂
August 9, 2016 at 2:10 am
❤ ❤ ❤
August 9, 2016 at 2:57 am
Thank you both!
August 9, 2016 at 4:41 am
you are welcome! 😀
August 8, 2016 at 8:11 am
I had to read this three times. It’s just so plain yet with so much depth. Beautiful.
August 9, 2016 at 2:59 am
Thank you very much for reading this! Your insights are encouraging!
August 8, 2016 at 8:13 am
this is the psalm of my heart too, brother! those three lines is so simple yet it makes a lot of sense and holds depth only the soul in tune with Him can understand. ❤
August 9, 2016 at 3:02 am
Thanks, sister! Those three lines came first, and I then I followed them, where they went. I think I can ask for no better response than that your “soul in tune with Him” might feel reinforced. Hope your week is off to a good start!
August 9, 2016 at 4:40 am
That is why this piece just flowed, brother! 🙂
It is still busy, but it is fine. I hope weather is better now, brother. 🙂
August 9, 2016 at 5:51 pm
We had two not-so-bad days. Now the heat and humidity increase again, and locusts have arrived. (Goodness, it’s sounding Biblical.) Do you have locusts or cicadas? They damage (other) nature and make loud high-pitched noises.
May your busy-ness be manageable. I’m glad your week is fine so far and hope for even better days for you, sister.
August 9, 2016 at 5:52 pm
I’m really glad, sister, that you like the poem the way you do!