Inspirational Poetry
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Unfolding The Rosebud
It is only a tiny rosebud,
flower of God's design;
But I cannot unfold the petals
With these clumsy hands of mine.
The secret of unfolding flowers
Is not known to such as I.
God opens this flower so sweetly,
When in my hands they fade and die.
If I cannot unfold a rosebud,
This flower of God's design,
Then how can I think I have wisdom
To unfold this life of mine?
So I'll trust in Him for His leading
Each moment of every day.
I will look to Him for His guidance
Each step of the pilgrim way.
The pathway that lies before me,
Only my Heavenly Father knows.
I'll trust in Him to unfold the moments,
Just as He unfolds the rose.
~ Author unknown
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The Meaning of Prayer
A breath of prayer in the morning
Means a day of blessing sure;
A breath of prayer in the evening
Means a night of rest secure;
A breath of prayer in our weakness
Means a clasp of a mighty hand;
A breath of prayer when we're lonely
Means Someone to understand;
A breath of prayer in our sorrows
Means comfort and peace and rest;
A breath of prayer in our doubtings
Assures us the Lord knows best;
A breath of prayer in rejoicing
Gives joy and added delight,
For they that remember God's goodness
Go singing far into the night.
There's never a year nor a season
That prayer may not bless every hour,
And never a soul need be helpless
When linked with God's infinite power.
~ Frances McKinnon Morton
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Beyond the Sunrise
Together, you and I will be,
In the life beyond this one.
Together in eternity,
We'll greet the setting sun.
This life is not an ending,
It's really just a start,
And in the future pending,
I'll find my missing heart.
Do not fear, dear little one,
You will find your wings
For you, beyond the rising sun,
Your mother's voice still sings
~ Ruth Grattan
January, 2000
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A Letter From Heaven
Please let's say it's not yet the end.
That's why this letter I must send.
Sorry I left without saying good-bye.
My heart reaches out as you start to cry.
I want to whisper in your ear,
And tell you "don't cry, ‘cause I'm happy up here".
I look down at you each day,
As you bow your head in sadness to pray.
I watch you as you kneel by my grave.
I see your face and you look so brave.
Now this here I want you to know.
I'll be with you wherever you go.
Continue your life as if I were there,
For I want you to know that I still care.
Listen to me and please don't cry.
He had a reason for me to die.
Be brave and be good
As you know you should.
And I'll wait at the gate for you, my love.
For someday we'll meet in heaven above.
~ Eloise Gallizzi
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