Poem -

The Lantern

The Lantern

There is 
an Internal
Lantern
that
Shines
a glow
of Light
with in
the spirit

It is there
created
within
every human
being

True
it
is
often
obstructed
by bias
prejudice
selfishness
and fear
but
the energy
it produces
cannot
be squelched
it cannot be
denied....

Personal
Reformation
occurs
when
we begin
to accept
and adhere
to the light
that the 
Lantern 
produces
For 
it is then
that we
are back
on track
to follow
the journey
that the creator
has mapped
out
for
us
to
follow............................

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Greg...

​​​​​​I don't like it when I feel as though I disappoint Him...

I feel so sad and lonely when I do something that makes me feel separated from Him...

​​​​​Asking Him to forgive me I have a real hard time having to ask Him...

Especially, when I try real hard not to disappoint Him in the first place...

​​​​​I don't have the loose sinner spirit at all...

He has gotten me through so much, Maybe that's the difference...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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