Psalm 6

Between lost and becoming

Echo so intense

Meandering like shadows

Into a drowned future

Drifting dreamily towards

Old scenes

Old friends

Old days

The joyful praise of a vision

Room and roofs of refuge

Have become my dwelling

In the doorway of your house

Where I find your unfailing love

And weeping

And tears

And hopelessness

Of a suffered life

Is healed

In the promise of rest

And held with the shield of love


Please feel free to leave any comment you want, you might agree, you might disagree, you might just be curious and I will try to get back with an helpful reply. Be Blessed.

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