Thursday, April 21, 2011

A walk.

A late night walk with the Lord

stars gracing tree branches

like white lights

no sound but my voice

no motion but my feet

I cry out to Jesus

anger melts away

His heart revealed

and my own aligned

losing myself

I stand alone in His eyes

Loved.

Satan banished

told off

I refuse to agree with his lies

in the still night

I walk with the Lord

Calm.

Joyful.

Victorious.

Anger forgotten

hope renewed

peace accompanies

my footsteps home.

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