Love’s Cloudy Day - Poem by ArmourQuill Hunter
Oh that time might mirror my sadness and transform this loss for a brand new day.
That every writer’s ink pen would drain the ocean dry; for my love has gone away.
No one can bare such sorrow; this love and loss is worst than “truth’s bitter pill...”
I look into the Living Word (God’s mirror): He comforts me from what’s revealed.
Now that all that’s been tossed and forgotten, within God’s grand rubbish bin…
The air is fresher, my taste buds are thriving, all because of “his victory from sin! ”
With this new page, I’m still engaged to the one who rules my heart with his throne.
I need not follow “any yellow brick road-” for right within me “God is my home! ”
You take one step, He’ll take two; perhaps it’s sort-of a-waltz around one’s shrew.
I’ve traveled thousands of miles across the sea; learning what “and what not to do-.”
Never known a truelove but one; in the heart of the Creator, in the light of his sun.
See me step lightly this cloudy day, on stones across this ravine, by the Holy One.”
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