Matthew 7 Poem by Amera Andersen

Matthew 7

Rating: 5.0


Am I one with the flowers and the trees;
do I have the power, within my hand?
Am I in control, when I’m on my knees
and without a doubt do I understand?

There's a constant pool that flows within me
as I fall on my knees with my request.
Gives rise to a spirit that all may see,
knowing the changes will be for the best.

The joy and the bliss I’ve had since my youth
still dwell within me, when I kneel to pray.
I will show you how I have learned the truth
as my dreams come true nearly ev'ry every day.

Knock on the door it will open to you,
Believe in yourself and dreams will come true.

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