-the Holy Grail- Poem by Carolyn Ford Witt

-THE HOLY GRAIL-

I tried to find the Holy Grail
And drink from that holy cup,
For I knew that when I drank of it
It would surely fill me up.

I searched the whole world over
That Holy Grail to see,
Then I heard this gentle voice
Saying it's inside of me.

This Holy Grail is Jesus
Filled finely to the brim....
With Love and Faith and Goodness
If I will only drink of Him.

Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
Ms. Caroline
© 7-25-06