by Marlene Bricker

Created on: April 22, 2009

Oh how my heart does yearn

For a message from You. When will I learn

That there are messages every day

From you. They sometimes come in a way

That is not obvious and open.

Sometimes the message is not spoken

But comes in a dream or a hug from a friend.

Or a hurtful relationship on the mend.

From a book, or a song. Sometimes pain.

I am seeing so clearly. Sun comes after the rain.

I realize I have my work to do

Yet, now I am willing to be guided by You.

As my journey continues. I walk through the night

Waiting for you. You hold the Light

That transforms. I yearn to merge with that Light so

Much. I wait for the message. Time moves so slow.

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