The Miracle
A Brazen Contradiction of the Depression of Experience by Finding God's Holy Illuminating Joy
A single ray of sunlight greeted him that day
Blazing with the color of the finest golden hay
Coming through his window, saying it’s always been the same
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Dripping down the glass now, one last drop of rain
Events of all his yesterdays echo through his brain
Fogging up his vision like a thickened oil stain
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Gone are the days of yore
How could life not mean something more?
Inundated by pain
Joy a distant train that
Kicked him off at the last gate
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Lovers of the past - passed or gone away
Memories of times better than okay
Nothing more to offer, nothing left to say
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Out of all his pity a
Path he couldn’t find
Queer are the behaviors peculiar to our mind
Remembrance of time
Slipping down the line
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Then something happened- a miracle of faith
Unconscious efforts showing a new way
Voices saying all would be ok. It’s always been okay.
With the Holy Spirit, you’ll see you’ve always been
Xanadu is yours - Just see the Love within
You only need to release the light at your core, and your
Zest for life will fully be restored
About the Creator
Aaron Waddell - The Everyday Mystic
Hello dear friend! I'm Aaron - Husband, Father, Writer, Engineer, Poet and Pickleball Junkie.
I write inspirational poems and stories of spiritual growth.
Be a part of my journey of self-discovery and search for truth.
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Comments (2)
Good stuff, well done. The rhythm is great, and I love that it rhymes 😁
Your style is enjoyable for readers. I wish you more success