I'm not sure
what to look for
in the mirror anymore
Once a mosaic
of the stories
only years can build
history
written in my eyes
Now wiped clean
by tears
that flow
with joy and wonder
leaving a glow
A mark of peace
A seal of love
Let my face serve
as a road-map
that leads
to the doorway
of my Lord
what to look for
in the mirror anymore
Once a mosaic
of the stories
only years can build
history
written in my eyes
Now wiped clean
by tears
that flow
with joy and wonder
leaving a glow
A mark of peace
A seal of love
Let my face serve
as a road-map
that leads
to the doorway
of my Lord
so those who see me
might find Him
might find Him
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2 comments:
This is a beautiful poem, a beautiful sentiment. Thank you for linking up today! :)
That's the kind of road map we all aspire to be. Beautiful image. Thank you.
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