Words

Words

God speaks to me, he guides my hand-
We travel together through uncharted lands.
Sometimes I pause, I feel blocked-
'It is not about you', we do not stop.

Together we write, I am not alone.
Glimpses of truth together are sewn.
We are One; He gives voice to my soul-
Through his words, I am made whole.

He takes my pain and turns it to light.
He brings the morning when I breathe only night.
He speaks to me as I write-
He changes my vision, He brings new Sight.

Peace surrounds my Spirit and soothes life's unrest-
Faith is restored- Full trust, nothing less.
His love is so simple- compassion so pure.
Only God guides my Hand, of that I am sure.