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I write what I feel…




Gravity is grounded

As solemn as the grave,

Firmly bound, without a sound

Seriously unfounded,

Soaking up the sun-light

My mind took flight

Up, up on the warm air currents,

As high as the birds in the sky,

Higher still to the clouds;

I could see myself sitting on the chair

Dozing in the warm air

But, looking upward into the blue

I fancied I saw too

A tiny dot all alone

Small as a pin






going home.


©Denise G Allen, 04 July 2014 05:12


Second-guessing God


How can we expect to understand
His celestial brilliance
When we are mere motes of dust
In His shining light.

He sees all things clearly,
We see dimly through misted glass;
He sees all, from the big to the small
And knows when the last leaf will fall.

Only with hindsight
Do we glimpse his plan
And, as for the rest, we must
Just trust.

Life is a pathway to Him and
Step by step we make our way
Onward and upward ‘til we lay
At his feet, replete in His love.

He is a great God, the only true God,
The one God – for me-and-you God –
Whom we will honour and worship
For eternity.


©Denise G Allen, 01 July 2014 08:24