Flow

Short, Rhyme, Poulter's Measure

Flow

The beauty of early morn has passed
Bright gold of the sun hidden
Solid gray enfolds the last ray
Leaving loss where love was given

Buzzards circle 'pon currents' wake
Look for their food this day
No worry, no doubt~hunger
Will be lifted away

Yesterday can't be relived
Tomorrow an open door
Holy Spirit help me change, grow
Let me seek you much more

Show me negative traits
Help me to know how to grow
Let me dig deep within and see
Let the Holy Spirit flow

When life gets me down
And I don't know where to turn
God on eagles' wings uplifts me
Feeds the soul's concerns