Truth, Beauty, & Goodness

Try as I might, my belief is sheer

Repeating prayers with a single tear

Unable to grasp that deception isn’t here,

Taking a breath, I learn truth is not mere

He holds me close, and I do not fear.

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Blue eyes ringed with black, curls brushed with a comb

Endlessly searching, empty eyes roam

Asking for peace, aching to go home

Understanding my place, I no longer bemoan

Truth alights from my Father, solid pain turns to foam

“You are my daughter,” He says, and I am home.

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God holds me in the dark and in the light

Open arms and listening ear inclines to my plight

Old habits die in the grace He gives

Delivering me from pain as He lives

Never bending, never abandoning

Each prayer is like a branding

Silently guiding, leading me to Him

Savior, O my savior, your light is never dim.