A Journey Through The Heart
Who sits on the throne
Of my heart LORD,
All along I've said it was you,
Then one day I decided
To search and see,
If that were really true
As I quietly opened
That long forgotten door,
I was bewildered to see,
It wasn't you anymore
I felt as if my heart
Would break,
When I seen all the things,
That had taken your place
Humility had been stolen
By ungodly pride,
Peace was gone,
And in it's place
Stood arrogance and strife
I looked for goodness
And found selfishness
Had invaded it's space,
I began to tremble,
Tears fell down my face
I cried out to joy,
To bring me some gladness,
Just to find it had been buried,
Beneath a mountain of sadness
Love "oh" love,
Surely your still there,
But the place where it had lived,
Was now empty and bare
Oh grace, how could this happen?
I was so unaware,
I'm but a white washed sepulcher,
Standing here.
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