#21 of 30 Poems by Christine Tracy

 

The Gift of His Presence

Let your presence

Tangible presence

Draw your children

To come and

Sit within your embrace.

To just be still under the comforting

weight of

Your spirit,

Your heart,

Your purpose.

Come and be among us.

Let us witness a glory

Beyond all glories.

Your Spirit

With us...with me.

I want to breathe your breath,

Be warmed by your light,

Follow your gaze,

Feel your heartbeat, and

Revel in your joy.

No talking required.

Just being.

I just have to share this song sung by Brandon Lake.

I have seen miracles. There is no turning back for me.

He really is "Too Good to Not Believe."

  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lKVX_XdaP04

#20 of 30 poems by Christine Tracy

 Life

So many forms

One Source

So much joy

One Creator

So much color

One Artist

So much love

One big Heart

So much hope

One generous Giver

Intimate communion

One Soul Connection

Three in One

Plus me.

#19 of 30 Poems by Christine Tracy

 

The Soar Song

You are the wind in my hair

My breath, my air.

So sweet in song

So wonderful, strong.

I look to find

A dove, a bird

Beyond my vision

Outside my words.

Faith, how does it

Know the truth?

To touch what can't be;

To sense such love?

So I soar again

Abandoned, free;

Ever higher

Just you, with me.

Connected brother

Sweet as a friend

You in me

So large; no end.

Faith, how does it

Know the truth?

To touch what can't be

To sense such love?

#18 of 30 Poems by Christine Tracy

 Love!

A quiet hush of

mountain

sage and earth;

Fragrant in subtle beauty.

Amid leaves of fluttering freshness

under blue sky.

I look;

Look for a sign.

Peering over the meadow;

I just happen to

glance down.

There it is!

His love is always with me.

#17 of 30 Poems by Christine Tracy

Daydreamer

I tried. As a child

I tried so hard to pay attention;

to be perfect.

I was labeled "spacey."

My teachers scorned it.

My parents tried to "help" me.

Still, my thoughts wandered to

Somewhere quiet;

Out playing in the snow;

Or at the beach.

Shy. Stuttering. Different.

I was ashamed of being someone

I thought was not enough.

But now that I know how God created me

and what He created me for,

I wouldn’t want to be anyone else.

Daydreams aren't “spacey.”

They are higher dreams than others’ might have because

He dreams with me. He loves the way He made me.

Take me away, Lord, where YOU want.

To other lands, quiet places, and beautiful sights.

Where else would I ever want to be?