Happy September! I have a poem for you today. I don’t normally post poetry on the blog but I thought that this one would fit Apple Blossoms well, so here ’tis! It is free verse (meaning it doesn’t rhyme), so expect the unexpected 😉

I’d tell you Jesus loves you 

And wonder if the words

Just pass right through your heart 

And into dark of night 

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I’d hug you for forever

And hug away the lies 

If that was even possible

For me and my dim light 

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I’d try play a hundred songs

That bleed my story out 

And wonder if the lyrics 

Would break into yours 

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I’d paint a thousand sunsets 

Each healing in their light 

And onto scattered paper 

My aching hope outpour

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It’s like staring at a ocean 

This story of my God’s 

From dark of night to beauty 

To healing and His light 

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O my soul, remember how 

So strong to save He proved

O song that sings of mending 

Shine now in fearful night 

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A different kind of ocean 

Is the storehouse of your pain 

So many lives it kills me 

To see the lies they fight 

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I have nothing but my story 

Hands pointing to my God 

My words can’t mend a canyon 

But God can make them stars 

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Here in my threadbare pockets 

Like treasures softly kept 

They stitched together the edges

Of the fraying hope I wept 

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I carry the stars that others

Left scattered in their wake 

Or maybe they carry me 

From moment to moment to grace

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I wish that I could give you 

The Light that woke my heart 

The Life that shines in darkness 

But God’s the Lord of that 

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But with these words and stories  

I’ll love with all my heart

And maybe I can give you 

A pocketful of stars.  

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And with the beacons shining 

Til’ darkness starts to fear

I know our God is faithful 

The truest thing there is.