Sharon Smith Poems

My soul is disturbed..
as one sat down beside me.
An angel..
but not one of You Lord.
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When I was a little girl
all tucked away in bed
My eyes would suddenly open
So much going around my head
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Be still my heart..lest your beating impair..
a single word from my Beloved's Heart..
Let not one word you take from me..
with the pounding your beats impart..
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When I was a little girl
Around four or five I'd say
I used to sit and look out the window
at different times through the day.
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'It is a wicked generation that asks for proof'
yes..that Time now here
They only need this proof because
there's no open eye nor ear
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When I was a little child
alone..I would play
but always talking to Someone
at Times throughout the day
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To be held in the Arms of The Supreme flow..
The Essence of all..through Love's Sublime Caress
This Peace never felt through my soul now infused
All is forgotten..all gone; could not bare any less..
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Oh night so beguiling, begone this I say
as the sun did kiss the awakening dawn
Oh Light fill me now hence this longing so sure
Thou art to my soul pure ardour..delight
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Be still my heart..lest your beating impair..
a single word from my Beloved's Heart..
Let not one word you take from me..
with the pounding your beats impart..
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The principalities, the spiritual warfare
Oh how the deceit seeps in
Cunning maneourves on evil's behalf..
to keep the world wrapped up in sin
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