Child Of God Poem by (TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

Child Of God



Your words I'm hearing, said clear, from On High to glisten outwards, empowering over enlightenment, given exposure bright its glorious; outside a harsh world: known lies.

I see, coming towards me, in a far distant storm, thunder raging, feel its fierce high wind, approach me, thrilling its seen skies, beholding stmormy conditions; Your gentle love: of humanity.

I envisioned moments, as your calm wink, assuring cure sure of, is hot, super, in my mind's eye, seen total greatness, ultimate, stating facts, I no sight: surely it's a lost truth: I'm completely blind.

Your generous graces, overwhelms, gives joys to others, none like You, seek out them lesser; patience to love despite: be like You is my endeavor.

You're, as the season Spring, giving growth, blooming, touch no cold, freed inside, eared whisper, unto my life, a name all others; I don't hear: so high.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Admiration to a brother: who is my Lord, my inner desire, its story of family, war by members: belittle. I do worship: called truth.
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(TPAC)  Alexander Coppedge

(TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

Warrenton, North Carolina
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