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JRandal
 Brazil,  
#^The Humble Son to Lead – Believing Prayer
You, O Lord, created me,
A living soul,
A breathing spirit, full and free,
Complete and whole.

#prayer #poetry #redemption
JRandal
 Brazil,  
#^The Cold of Winter – Walking with God
The cold of winter seeps into my bones,
My body aches, my limbs are hard to move,
The heavy air would lull my eyes to sleep;

#poetry #devotion #enthusiasm
JRandal
 Brazil,  last edited: Wed, 10 May 2017 20:52:27 +0100  
He attempted jumping from wave to wave
To fill his emptiness
Each jump leaving him emptier still
Until he sank and drowned

#poetry

JRandal
 Brazil,  
#^http://randalmatheny.com/wood-grain

A simple quatrain in iambic pentameter—i.e., a short poem.

Today, breaking a long dry spell. #poetry

JRandal
 Brazil,  
#^http://fellowshiproom.com/our-god-is-kind/

Three quatrains of tetrameter. Standard stuff.

#poetry
JRandal
 Brazil,  
JRandal
 Brazil,  

JRandal
 Brazil,  
#^http://randalmatheny.com/his-power-grown-large/

Three quatrains, so a two-minute read.

#poetry #faith #spirituality
JRandal
 Brazil,  
JRandal
 Brazil,