Yesterday's fray, Inspirational poem
To meditate with your higher power, whomever that may be.
There are days when i want to steal away to a quiet zone, there to kneel and pray
To get in touch with God, my mentor
Listening intensely to knowledge he freely gives away
Connecting with your inner self, reflecting on accomplishments, forgetting mistakes
Made in yesteryear's stormy past
Inviting my heavenly Father, leading me into warm sunshine, feeling the tranquility he bestows that will forever last
Meditating with your higher power, whomever that may be
Fulfillment and contentment,
lasting truth eternally
When my time in prayer is completed, i rise again to meet the day
With unwavering doubt his promise and protective arms
Will hold and keep me from repeating yesteryear's fray.
I still find that meditation is the key to peaceful serenity
To quell the raging waters that drift from an angry sea
A quiet time alone with God, listening carefully
Will bring a feeling of contentment internally.
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My muse is constantly bugging me to take her south to lay in the sun on sandy beaches in Florida. Maybe I will. The election blues have got to go!
I wrote this yesterday when it was snowing again. The poetry came from wishful thoughts about spring and meditation.
I was watching the sunset on a drab, gloomy day, missing my hummingbird's who had already flown South, and watching my squirrel, Squiggley store pecans for the winter when my muse took flight.