Submissions by EYES-OF-GRACE
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write from my heart
Sufficient Grace
Sufficient Grace
Adversity can create a warrior.
This life long trail was hand picked,
Just for you. To give you a brave resilient heart.
To build character forged with courage.
You quietly walk through this world.
As if you’re not a force to be reckoned with.
As if you haven’t battled against unseen evil.
With angels by your side, as a child.
As if, The Lords hand wasn’t upon your life
from before your first breath.
With humbleness draped over, your powerful spirit.
With the kind of God given authority to trample...
Adversity can create a warrior.
This life long trail was hand picked,
Just for you. To give you a brave resilient heart.
To build character forged with courage.
You quietly walk through this world.
As if you’re not a force to be reckoned with.
As if you haven’t battled against unseen evil.
With angels by your side, as a child.
As if, The Lords hand wasn’t upon your life
from before your first breath.
With humbleness draped over, your powerful spirit.
With the kind of God given authority to trample...
#strength
#courage
#God
#angels
#faith
648 reads
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Soul Tie that I pray would die.
A cry for mercy in the eyes of a misunderstood girl.
Don't you know me?
My soul feels you!
So long forgotten, could you please exit my mind.
Around the mountain, one more time.
I know the truth of your heart.
But this pain clings to a mirage.
These tears to a false image.
A strong hold, Trying to become an idol.
You don't belong here anymore.
My heart is no longer your home.
Please just leave me alone.
Don't you know me?
My soul feels you!
So long forgotten, could you please exit my mind.
Around the mountain, one more time.
I know the truth of your heart.
But this pain clings to a mirage.
These tears to a false image.
A strong hold, Trying to become an idol.
You don't belong here anymore.
My heart is no longer your home.
Please just leave me alone.
818 reads
3 Comments
Renewed
My heart's need is cleansing-
Mending-
Forgetting & remembering-
Life-
Death-
Spiritual nature-
Surrender-
Breaking away the hardness-
Renewing-
Allowing the tender flesh-
To be restored-
Letting go with stubborn hands-
Of this dull ache-
Repentance-
Laying down tightly held tears-
Accepting mercy-
Becoming pure-
Mending-
Forgetting & remembering-
Life-
Death-
Spiritual nature-
Surrender-
Breaking away the hardness-
Renewing-
Allowing the tender flesh-
To be restored-
Letting go with stubborn hands-
Of this dull ache-
Repentance-
Laying down tightly held tears-
Accepting mercy-
Becoming pure-
652 reads
2 Comments
Bind my heart to thee
In awe-I stand
As I gaze upon
This created land
And all the beauty it holds
As the wind whispers
Soft light
Beams through
Stunning oak trees
The hues of the birds
Singing melodious tunes
In awe of the Creator
In awe-
Tears from His presence
stream down my face
As I embrace His amazing grace
My heart fixed upon Him
Remembering He is love
Praying bind my wandering heart to thee
Never let me fall from thy graces
Slip from thy hands
It's always to you I run
Hiding in the shadow
of your wings
In awe...
As I gaze upon
This created land
And all the beauty it holds
As the wind whispers
Soft light
Beams through
Stunning oak trees
The hues of the birds
Singing melodious tunes
In awe of the Creator
In awe-
Tears from His presence
stream down my face
As I embrace His amazing grace
My heart fixed upon Him
Remembering He is love
Praying bind my wandering heart to thee
Never let me fall from thy graces
Slip from thy hands
It's always to you I run
Hiding in the shadow
of your wings
In awe...
868 reads
5 Comments
Flame
Her heart was a fire
Intense with unquenchable desire
She wanted genuine, unquestionable, unequivocal love
Searching for an honorable man in a desert land
Do noble hearts still exist
Can they survive in the wilderness
Or do we all wander in vain
having lost the fire in the rain
Intense with unquenchable desire
She wanted genuine, unquestionable, unequivocal love
Searching for an honorable man in a desert land
Do noble hearts still exist
Can they survive in the wilderness
Or do we all wander in vain
having lost the fire in the rain
822 reads
3 Comments
Maybe
Maybe, no one will ever understand my heart
But, maybe that's... Ok
Perhaps lots of people feel that way
But, maybe that's... Ok
Perhaps lots of people feel that way
#loneliness
776 reads
5 Comments
Sacrifice
I believe when God ask you to lay down Isaac, your beloved child as a sacrifice to him, as a test of your faith. He is asking for you to trust him in circumstances that you cannot understand. I think in the here and now that the laying down of Isaac could be represented in the form of past hurt, pain, shame, regret, traumatic experiences. Or it could also be something we've made an idol of (Pain can become an idol), or anything we place above God or feel we can't let go of. Whatever causes a person to pull away from Him, because somethings we just cannot understand the why? But when we lay...
965 reads
5 Comments
In search of my tribe
Help me Lord- in this weary land
where it seems- I cannot find
a genuine friend,
True hearts, so few
So many hardened by- this hard world
But mine still beats
a melody of peace
Surrounded by war
Where are my kindred?
Like-minded
Similar souls
Kindhearted spirits
Fierce
Gentle and strong
Where are the people with whom I belong
The ones who sing the same song
Been searching my whole life-long
Help me Lord- As I walk through this weary land
Hand & Hand
where it seems- I cannot find
a genuine friend,
True hearts, so few
So many hardened by- this hard world
But mine still beats
a melody of peace
Surrounded by war
Where are my kindred?
Like-minded
Similar souls
Kindhearted spirits
Fierce
Gentle and strong
Where are the people with whom I belong
The ones who sing the same song
Been searching my whole life-long
Help me Lord- As I walk through this weary land
Hand & Hand
713 reads
3 Comments
Heartfelt teacher of little words
The spirit of a teacher:
who was once lost,
Teaches, a great deal
Of broken wisdom
That sheds light;
Upon kingdoms
Freedoms
Reasons
Seasons
With hindsight
gained through blindsided views
Yet gathered with truthful tears
with salty smears of mascara
Cascading discernment
Finally learned
Earned
Understanding
The hard way.
He is the potter,
and she the clay.
who was once lost,
Teaches, a great deal
Of broken wisdom
That sheds light;
Upon kingdoms
Freedoms
Reasons
Seasons
With hindsight
gained through blindsided views
Yet gathered with truthful tears
with salty smears of mascara
Cascading discernment
Finally learned
Earned
Understanding
The hard way.
He is the potter,
and she the clay.
1030 reads
6 Comments
Victor
Have you ever battled
the unseen forces of misery?
Have you won?
Come through the other side,
Out from under the invisible
Forces
That try to bring you down
Cause a frown
Hold back your flame
But your fire kept burning
Returning
Learning
Stirring
Asserting
A warrior, you are
More then the fight
Your the winner
A repentant sinner
Inner strength
Given
Not even the devil himself
Nor his demons
Can compete
In Him I'm complete
Fearless
With the strength of ten thousand
An army of Angels ...
the unseen forces of misery?
Have you won?
Come through the other side,
Out from under the invisible
Forces
That try to bring you down
Cause a frown
Hold back your flame
But your fire kept burning
Returning
Learning
Stirring
Asserting
A warrior, you are
More then the fight
Your the winner
A repentant sinner
Inner strength
Given
Not even the devil himself
Nor his demons
Can compete
In Him I'm complete
Fearless
With the strength of ten thousand
An army of Angels ...
1008 reads
5 Comments
Called
Concise, As not to have to say this twice
Hopefully it will suffice the thought
Inheritably taught
Not sought but given
Vision
Sight
Bright, light
In spite of painful pride
I stride
wide eyed
Guided, ignited
On fire
Flying higher
Even in instability
He still chooses to use me
In small ways
Because I raise my hands
And surrender
Willing to be used
Even in confusion
Because He uses the weak to confound the wise
I long ago laid down the why's
Although these eyes still cry
I know they're counted...
Hopefully it will suffice the thought
Inheritably taught
Not sought but given
Vision
Sight
Bright, light
In spite of painful pride
I stride
wide eyed
Guided, ignited
On fire
Flying higher
Even in instability
He still chooses to use me
In small ways
Because I raise my hands
And surrender
Willing to be used
Even in confusion
Because He uses the weak to confound the wise
I long ago laid down the why's
Although these eyes still cry
I know they're counted...
911 reads
8 Comments
Heartbroken
You know what hurts the most... Empty words
Saying sorry with an undeniable smirk
Seeing the truth, a little too late
Rationalizing pain
Justifying a lie
No love in your lovers eyes.
Saying sorry with an undeniable smirk
Seeing the truth, a little too late
Rationalizing pain
Justifying a lie
No love in your lovers eyes.
875 reads
4 Comments
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