I Kneel
A Free Soul
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Slender beams of moonlight enter
this darkened chamber as I kneel,
always in prayer, always driven,
frozen here, waiting.

Angelic forms loom over this room
as dust dances in the air,
forming an image in my mind,
penetrating my exposed soul.

A reflection on an angel's face.
I raise my head, now submitting to
this impassive truth.

I slum over in prayer,
a slave to my sinful ways,
I know I am a fool.

But still God judges me not,
for he made me,
out of love he gave me a choice
to worship him or
to live a worldly life of sin.

A long time ago I choose
to worship God, to let go
of my worldly ways and live
accordingly to his law.

© 2018 By Amanda D Shelton