"I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy works; I muse on the work of thy hands." - Psalm 143:5

Saturday, October 30, 2010

I Worship

 

I worship is a poem I wrote a few years ago while taking an early morning walk. The crisp air and the fog shrouded field I walked by drew me into a moment of worship unlike any I had experienced before. It was a quiet refrain of a soul song I found myself singing and it came from deep within.

Today I find myself in a similar place, a need to worship the world creator. May I encourage you to do the same? Praying for you all, Jay

I Worship

I dance a simple step
of devotion
The celebration fresh
as morning dew
I waltz with a
world creator and
lend my voice to
the refrain of heaven
The painter of songs
echoes deep in
my soul chambers
There, from the twilight
of transformation
I worship

Jay Cookingham © July 2, 2003

 


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