Category: Through Poetry

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  What (is) Home?

  Subjective is the idea of home. Is it the place we abide?

  July 22, 2016

  · Through Poetry

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  Awaken

  Somewhere from within my distorted perspective I hear a small, faint voice bringing me out of my sleep Distant yet near; I want to run, I want to leave, but I have been shackled here Yet the still, small, faint voice beckons me continuously Oh, to be free; I believe there to be a way…

  July 15, 2016

  · Through Poetry

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  Be Still My Soul

  Groaning underneath the weight of failure, (Be still my soul) Yearning for my heart to know the Savior; (Be still my soul) What does it mean to enter into rest? (Be still my soul) When all of your doubts become distress? (Be still my soul) Let the guilt be washed away (Be still my soul)…

  July 7, 2016

  · Through Poetry

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  So Is My Love

  As deep as the mountains are high, As fierce as the rivers are wide, So is my love for you;

  July 1, 2016

  · Through Poetry

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  This is Real(ity)

  I got a lot on my mind tonight This writing becomes my high(t) Taking me higher but leaving me low I’m dreaming and searching but nothing comes to mind; The highways of my thoughts race but we can’t find the starting line Are we going to finally make that right turn? Or will we keep…

  June 16, 2016

  · Through Poetry