mercy

Winning At Life

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WINNING AT LIFE

Morning glory
leaves me feeling
hopeful; kneeling,
I ask for grace.

Full of love He
turns to my face…
here, in this place
you seek, I give

grace and mercy.
You’ve learned to live
My heart, your sieve–
and peace remains.

2016-06-24
P. Wanken

Shared at Poetic Bloomings – Prompt 187: Winning and Losing

and for Poetic Bloomings InForm Poet: Pathya Vat

Midnight Contemplations

MIDNIGHT CONTEMPLATIONS

It’s not my imagination…
as I listen to the music of the night,
my defenses find cessation.
It’s not my imagination…
truth is realized through all sensations.
His tender mercies are not finite.
It’s not my imagination,
as I listen to the music of the night.

2016-04-26
P. Wanken

Shared at 1Sojournal for NaPoWriMo – Day 26.

Cause (and Effect) For Celebration

 

CAUSE (AND EFFECT) FOR CELEBRATION

So often life seems to get the better of me.
I go through the motions of eating, working, and sleeping
(that is, when I am able to sleep at night).
As the morning dawns, I am given the chance to
decide how my day will unfold: whether good or bad.
It is, after all, a choice. A decision I make.
Day after day I begin with the choice of “good,”
yet the daily obstacles of life trip me up and
I don’t finish the day where I started. However…I
celebrate the mercy of being given a new chance daily.

2013-03-29
P. Wanken

 

Inspired by Poetic Bloomings Prompt #100: Celebration of the Century. Posted for day 28 in 100 Days of Spring – 2013.