Servant seed,
fall to the ground
no servant
is worthy
who is found
to be proud.
It’s the
lowly of heart
who rises above
the wrongs
of this world
on wings of
God’s love.
"Taste and see that the LORD is good; blessed is the man who takes refuge in him." Psalm 34:8 My poetry on this site is personally honest - but hopefully its heart is that of Him. The poems are labeled with the four season names - summer, spring, fall, winter, in keeping with the emotion - you may wish to only visit the expression you feel you want at this time. May these writings support you on your journey. Blessings as you read....