OctPoWriMo- In Your Presence

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Written by Morgan

Door

Sweet, Let All anticipation come,
To stand at the door of my Heart and Knock,
Waiting in Breathless Yearning for the Answer
Only You can Give.
In Supplication I come,
My uncertainties Cast Asunder,
And like a lowly beggar, do Kneel at Your feet,
Oh Lord of my Heart,
Heart of my Love,
To Know Your Simplest Pleasure.
For in the hours of Night and Day,
When Shadows hide and Brilliance Play,
There my Life finds meaningless abstraction
if not in Your Presence.

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OCTPO

~Morgan~
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