Tranquility
Dragging, pulling, tugging all my rememberings.
Body tired,
heart broken, I let go--
peace comes flooding in.
Looking forward my eyes reveal tranquility.
Peace, sweet peace and all that was required
was what He asked of me all along--
Forgive.
Oh wise and gentle Brother, never asking anything
but what would ultimately improve my being and
give to me a gift, the sweet gift of
tranquility.
Laurie Milliron April 19 2008
Dragging, pulling, tugging all my rememberings.
Body tired,
heart broken, I let go--
peace comes flooding in.
Looking forward my eyes reveal tranquility.
Peace, sweet peace and all that was required
was what He asked of me all along--
Forgive.
Oh wise and gentle Brother, never asking anything
but what would ultimately improve my being and
give to me a gift, the sweet gift of
tranquility.
Laurie Milliron April 19 2008
1 comment:
That poem is beautiful! I love ones I can understand PLUS deep and inspiring. You really do have a (nother) gift. Why does forgivness have to be hard? That poem makes it obvious that it is worth it though doesnt it~
I will have to tell Jamie to read it tomorrow. :)
Love you
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