#miracleshappen
Why do the drops of blood
Stain the pristine paper
That is my soul?
I did not wish to bleed
Yet my wounds persist to flow
I tell my heart to heed me
Go slow
Why do the drops of tears
Stain the cheeks so dull?
Sighing into forever
Hopelessness immortalized
Yet my silent cries
Go unheard
As emotions vie
For supremity
Why do the drops of water
Promise a redemption
A vibrant baptism?
The peroxide eating into my sin
Stains fading into oblivion
Behind curtains of memory
Under fountains of love
(c) Anavah 2018
Nov 7, 2018
Nov 7, 2018 at 9:09 AM UTC
Afraid to be happy in my answered prayer
afraid to have too much hope, do I dare?
We're always waiting for the other shoe
to drop on our head, like liquid bird poo
things are changing, or dare I believe?
or do I get scared and just run off and leave
4 times in one week, "Miracle" was heard
It shocked me each time that I heard the word
It churned up my hope and lifted my eyes
I sat and I waited, staring up at the skies
then down from above with a message for me
my prayers started to be answered in ways I could see!
Praise God for His love and His endless care
I'm so thankful to Him for answering my prayer
Sep 22, 2019
Sep 22, 2019 at 9:57 AM UTC