I could adore You
for a lifetime
and beyond
wrap Your arms
around me so I feel
Your warmth on my
cool, jaded skin
breathe embers into
my parched lungs
so I can ignite
a flicker
into a flame
burn me down
to what matters
until all
that remains
is what
matters
most
to You.
“Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them.”
Psalms 139:16 NKJV
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Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. ❤️
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Oh wow, this was sooo deep and beautifully written!
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