The Soul Poem by Minerva Agriam

No one really knows the longings
Of the heart, more so of a hungry
Soul who found itself devoid
Of anything like an exile!
If can never know how to express
The hidden happiness being with
It's beloved, knowing Him and seeing
Him in everything in the surrounding.
It hungers, longs, needs and loves
His touch alone. His words constantly
Filled it with life and love. His joys
And holy will are its commandments.
Oh, Lord Your ways it wants to follow!
Your love and graces it's only nourishments!
Your just will alone it can obey!
The grace of understanding the wisdom of
Your love is it's constant prayer.
You always fills it with Your love, peace
And joy that it wants to share Your own.
If can only do any service You want Lord.
Yet, remember Lord that it is so little, weak
And ignorant. If is even so unworthy of
Your loving care, mercy and blessings.
And it is nothing without Your love.
Use it alone for Your love Lord.





(8/21/02. 10: 00 p.m)