I walk outside Lord and am struck by your awesomeness.
The Summer breeze whispers to me...
I'm alive - I am here...
I recognize it as Your Spirit - Lord.
I know what is meant now when they say
Your Spirit is in the Wind.
I'm struck Lord that even in this simple pleasure,
Your presence is felt.
I hear myself saying, spontaneously,
out loud "I love You Lord - I really love You."
Your voice springs up in my heart -
"Oh, child - then trust Me.
Trust Me with everything you love
Everything that you hold close to your own heart
- You can trust Me."
As involuntary as my speaking out was
Just the same my tears are.
"I whisper to You Lord
But so sometimes it really hurts
Sometimes I hurt so deep.
More tears...
I understand this to be submission-
That in my life-
Everything that I hold near and dear to my heart
I can trust to You Lord."
I whisper again - "I love You Lord."
This time I hear - "I love you too, my child."
"And then Your words come back to me
What you said when You walked among willful man,
"You shall know the Truth
And the Truth Shall set You free."
Amongst all the hurt and pain in my soul
You desire that I be truly free."
"Help me to be free Lord."
Peggy Fischer
copyright 2004
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