Tired and listless, Worn and weary, Barely getting by. Too many dreams Have been forsaken Unanswered questions, "Why?" Was it only days ago, We leaped up Out of bed. So excited, Hot pursuing, The dreams within our head? Where has all the passion gone? Careless, I suspect. Wasted moments, Silly notions We failed to protect. Can we find the puzzle pieces? Dreams that went awry? To find the purpose We were made for? You and I? There’s a closet Somewhere waiting, You must kneel and pray. Asking to Restore your passion, Live with zeal, today! |
| Passion December 20, 2007 |
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| Hello Friends, I welcome you to come and enjoy God's gift of poetry, songs from my heart. Justene |