Sharing under the Spell

poem by: Horace Edmunds
Written on Jul 28, 2016

 Sharing under the Spell


How does it feel to you to be in the crowd, to never make your mark on more than one, out loud?
Are you really to busy, or are you just too proud, to see the waves of love that sweep your way
On an endless cloud?

Are you finding what you want, or is it finding you? Isn't either really fine as long as the shoe fits
too? Are you shocked by things that people say are getting in your way? Well don't you worry young
buck/chick cause that won't happen every day.

He is still so busy careful tending to His sheep, the diligent one will not forget you, he won't sleep,
Until he finds you've got some strength up and can go your own a little while, but just remember He's 
always yours for just a prayer and a smile.

The way you've found yourself before is just by tending to the store, you know, those things which seem
to bind you but to you are just a bore.
But it's alright to find the gold under the barrel in your mind, as long as you stay nice and willing to
be caught the sharing kind.

Pound for pound your staying in the class of welter weight, but It's seeing that these days go by
so fast that makes you want to wait.
Don't crowd your mind with useless chatter, unless there's ways to sway the matter, but look
to Him to give you peace in the midst of storms that never seem to cease.

Again and again he'll point or show the way that takes you where you want to go today,
but feel Him out and give your all to see just why we seem so small.
Another day has come and gone, but all isn't lost, you see, here comes another dawn.

Just like the dawn of each new idea comes so clear within your mind, so sure is what the things are 
that are moving down the line. Now be steadfast, now be sure, take your time and move along,
giving thought to what is seems worthy as you move away from wrong.

Just reminders now I give you to receive another day, but don't always expect miracles to come your way 
unless you pray. He desperately needs your input, needs to hear that you care too, for why else,
would he just let you go and leave you in the stew(mix)?

My friend and your friend too he sees us all in one accord, just giving all our best each day
as we pray to the Lord. Comfort, strength, endurance, hangs around for us to find, all He asks of us
is that we treat each other just in kind.

So in closing ,now, take heed, and just do all within your own might, to keep running from the way
that would leave you in the night, for the day is yet to dawn that will show you where you've been, and 
that is why you must rely on him my woesome friend.

 

Tags: rhyme, inspirational, encouraging, hope,

 

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