And may my words pour like rain

Sometimes I sit and stare

At the blank page before me there

I think, What shall I write today?

Do I have anything worthy to say?

Something forming or stirring in my brain

I can express in whatever, clever way

An idea I’ve not yet used, or just a nudging thought this day

God, let the words now come and flow

Upon my page and pour, like rain

And if it be, please let them find

A receptive heart or open mind

And may they be just what one needs

To lift one’s spirit, encourage, hope or strength

And my words not found in vain.

____________________

Joyce E. Johnson © 2015


Posted July 27, 2015 by Joyce in Faith, Inspirational Poems, My Writings, Poems, poetry

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