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God nudged, I ignored. He moved toward me I took a detour. God called I cut my ears off. I would hate, if I gave in. I would die, if I gave up. He reached out to bring me to Him I set to spinning like a leaf falling I'm a gyro-- I'm a Whirling Dervish. He sent you Love and I surrendered to His silence-- to the "I am" that is in everything around me and is me.
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Dennis
5/4/2016 11:02:28 am
Sounds like a poem written by someone who has fallen in love with "Him". Leave a Reply. |
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