Growth for a Crippled Spirit

by Poet on the Piano   Apr 17, 2011


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I cried for a dream to be tangible;
God grew me a garden
awakening with my touch.

I cried for a love to be here;
God bestowed open skies
for room to embrace love.

I cried for someone so dear;
God sacrificed himself
to save a place in eternity.

Always holding my hand.

I stumbled for a brighter walk;
God renewed my breath
to see his ever burning heart...
touching the lost and wilted.

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  • 9 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Oh no! I wish I could nominate this one!

    I love the structure to this and the layout is so eye catching, it looks lovely. The flow of the poem fits the layout and it is so pleasurable to read.

    The faith is alive and kicking and remains throughout the poem, really inspiring and touching words!

    Your title for this piece is amazing, so creative and unique, I don't know how you pick such great titles for your work! Come and start titling mine for me! Lol.

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