2013 Sonnet I

In solitude I’ve found the place of peace

That rests my soul.  Content to be alone,

Enrobed in Love, I rest in Christ’s embrace;

Rejoicing that in Him I’m fully known.

 

Is it enough to dream, to write, to pray?

To ask God’s blessing poured on all I meet?

I trust the Potter, forming me from clay,

Provides my needs and makes my life complete.

 

But late in evening, lonely in the dark

Or in the morning sun which welcomes day,

I think, “Lord, I’ve let go of, oh, so much;

I yearn to know another human touch.”

 

I trust God’s plan and I have learned to wait, 

Expecting more of life at this late date.

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