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THE GENTLE TOUCH OF GRACE -major rewrite
I felt something lingering near
terrifying and unforgiving
waiting somewhere.
The noise of living broke
into a silence, fading pale
and I fell into dreaming.
I dreamed of rivers flowing crimson red
fields of wheat burning black
flames ripping through raging skies
I saw angels with dark wings spread
singing unholy litanies
souls lost to Heaven on their knees
God was dead…
then a holy man called me by name
back to the world I knew.
He anointed my head with oil
and I was made safe again
free from fear
cleansed of sin
by magic prayers
and the gentle touch of Grace.
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Comments
Kailashana2
Thu, 2011-10-27 09:42
This poem flows well, just a
This poem flows well, just a hint of unforced rhythm and rhyme, as if you were touched by grace
;-)
Amazing Grace sung by 9yr old: http://www.godvine.com/9-Year-Old-Boy-Sings-Amazing-Grace-My-Chains-are-...
~A
Geremia
Thu, 2011-10-27 11:02
THANKS, my Anna and Raj. I
THANKS, my Anna and Raj. I will fix it.
Joe
raj
Thu, 2011-10-27 09:51
Joe
i agree with Anna....
raj (sublime_ocean)
Geremia
Thu, 2011-10-27 19:09
Thank you, Rosnella. All
Thank you, Rosnella. All changes made. Much appreciated.
Love
Joe