My heart longs for
You, in the deepest
recesses of an empty
mind
Where there should
be thoughts, where
there should be dreams,
There is no glow.
Your Spirit is far
from me, it has left
me, and I am as an
abandoned child
Should I say that
I need You, but
then You know that
For You know all
things.
Let me have your
spirit with me
to light my way
Let me not do a
displeasing thing
to You whom I love
So wholesomely
But let me live unto
You each and everyday
tasting of Your love,
as You live in me.
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Wendell A. Brown
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