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His Unseen Hand

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When I succumb to the Light,

pen in hand moves effortlessly

as He flows

through this broken vessel,

turning pain into promise

and tears into healing rain.

 

My words stumble about

like a drunken Poe,

and all clarity is lost

without the guidance

of His  unseen hand.

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Written by cherylawilliams

February 2, 2013 at 12:56 am

Posted in Uncategorized

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