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Art & Poetry copyright © 2011 Atlanta Marie Carrera

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Blessed Am I

I believe, I believe in the sun.
I believe, I believe in the rain.

Come to me, come to me with your love.

Come to me, come to me with your pain.
 
I need joy, I need joy in my heart.
I need joy, I need joy in my life.
 
Find the strength, find the strength that you seek.
Find the strength, find the strength within me.
 
Show me how, show me how to begin.
Show me how, show me how from within.
 
You've been there, you've been there all along.
You've been there, you've been there with your song.
 
Is it love, is it love that's the key?
Is it love, is it love within me?
 
Look around, look around everywhere.
Look around, look around it is there.
 
Blessed am I, blessed am I through and through.
Blessed am I, blessed am I to know you.

Blessed am I, blessed am I through and through.

Blessed am I, blessed am I having you.
 
Blessed am I, Blessed am I loving you.

 (for Bob & Patty)

 

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

God's Grace

I want to show you His world.
I want to show you God’s grace.
From the ocean’s great pull
to a mountain of peace.

As the red rose does bloom,
so His love does unfold.
All the wonders He shares
are for you to behold.

As you see the hawk fly,
with wings lighter than air,
He’s looking down from above,
on the flock in His care.

When the rain forms a heart
on the ground at your feet
He reminds you of love
and a bond that runs deep.

When the wind stirs the leaves
in an answer to prayer
the trees bow to His will
and you know that He’s there.

If the butterflies rise,
just as you need a lift,
He is listening to you,
as He shows you this gift.

After every great storm
shines a rainbow of peace.
Even light showers bring
His great promise to you.

It’s a world of God’s grace
with unseaming design
but so carefully planned
for you to seek and then find.

 

Monday, January 28, 2013

Eternity

I feel you cover me in roses,
as you cover me in love.

I fly through crystal, blue clear raindrops,
falling gently from above.

I land so softly in a snow pile,
warmed somehow from within.

I walk through never ending gardens,
changing shapes before my eyes.

I see a church upon a hillside,
and bright colors all around.

And then I’m greeted by an angel,
with a voice as soft as silk.

She leads me through a field of flowers,
past a river filled with fish.

I hear a choir of children’s voices,
singing songs I know by heart.

I see a table set before us,
with a place there just for me.

And then I’m joined by those who love me,
in a feast so welcoming.

More angels praises like the ocean,
a rising tide which fills the air.

and then a house appears before me,
where I will go to rest.

and now I dream of when you’ll join me,
for it is here, I wait for you.