Grace

I live in a bubble
A poetic bubble
My mind stumbles
My heart crumbles

So many of us
Under the bright Sun
Equal in God’s eyes
He hears all our cries

But if I have to wish
Two pearls on my dish
Poetry my desire
Sun’s heart my fire

Each inventive thought
Each golden feeling caught
In equal stepping measures
Create masterful treasures

Then what’s poetry without the ultimate?
Wish or blessing like finding a faithful mate
It's grace I seek above all for my daily cup
Amazing grace heaven’s measuring cup

For grace to own my words
Like flight of humming birds
Makes all hearts melt
My talent to smelt

Forge masterpieces
One by one: my pieces
Not one to glorify me
But to honor His poetry

March 27 2014
Copyright Leaking Pen 2014

Exceptional poetry, Paul...

I really like the passionate and creative aspects of this exceptional poetry, Paul. Your fine ability to come up with original concepts and themes throughout your writing continues to be apparent in a truly artistic and compelling manner. Also, I like the way this impressive write is structured, and the way in which it came to flow so fluently while I read it. Take care, Paul, and thanks for delivering more moving, worthwhile work, as I highly came to enjoy this.

Respectfully,
J.P. (Rex)

Thanks Rex

Leaking Pen
I have been in a wintry mood of late and its fangs clutches my spirit but I also manage to bounce back with faith and poetry, passion drive my poetic voice, I appreciate your ability to feel the tone in my poetic voice, I no longer feel alone in the wilderness
Truly
Paul

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