we are made of colors
absorbed by light
scattered all around

we become the loveliest illusions
breathtaking, yet non-existent

O Lord, let them see You, in me.
With the Light of Your Presence,
the lost are unknowingly brought
closer to You and Your essence…

for the benefit of their souls.
With the divine manifestation,
of Your Spirit brightly shining,
allow Your message of Salvation

to flow effortlessly… out of me.
Let them see Your Goodness, Mercy,
Joy, Grace, Peace and Gentleness;
caress the souls who are thirsty

in tangible ways, so they may find
abundant Life and promised victory,
for which provision has been given.
Touch them Lord and let them see!
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Author notes

Inspired by:
Eph 3:8-12; Gal 5:22-23; 2 Cor 13:3-5

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2016, All rights reserved.

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I tried to count the minutes
but I ran out of time
So I’ll just write this poem,
forcing out a rhyme

When will it start to happen
just like I’ve heard them say
Will it begin tomorrow
or several months away

The emptiness keeps growing,
this pain within my heart
I can’t believe the ending,
remembering the start

I just can’t stop the crying,
my face now drenched in tears
Staring at a future
filled with lonely years

How does it become easy
when all I want to do
Is wake up every morning,
a sunny day with you

But now my days are cloudy,
the rain keeps falling down
Where once I wore a smile,
holds nothing but a frown

Every day is different,
though all are just the same
I stare off to the distance
calling out your name

They say it will get easier,
just wait and you will see
I don’t want to see anything
if you’re not here with me

Life now has no meaning,
darkness comes to call
Weakness is my shadow
on my knees I fall

I tried, but I can’t say that
my broken heart is fine
So I’ll just write this poem
forcing out a rhyme