Beautiful fate

by Trisha Harris   Feb 6, 2018


The ancient ones have called me
"fearless dreamer"
My boundary lines precise,
'mongst undiscerning light of foes.
Where fervently, I sought the balance,
said to uphold all creation,
Until prophecy revealed what LOVE had grown.
For it was written doors would surely open,
wide to those so blessed with humble
hearts to knock.
Then through compassion's soul abounding,
even dust shall gain salvation
For the shepard gave his life to save his flock.
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  • 7 years ago

    by CRAFTY KEN

    Trisha, I really liked your poem, clearly inspired by one who has Faith as I do also. As I interpret it, the Ancient ones (Plural) are the Trinity who spoke the words: Let US make Man/Woman in our own image and likeness. You are a dreamer like Joseph who held onto his righteous walk with God, ran out his Robe when his Masters Wife grabbed him. Prophecy does say that; No good thing will I withhold from them who walk uprightly. Then through compassion's soul abounding,
    even dust shall gain salvation
    For the shepard gave his life to save his flock. Yes we are from the Dust of the ground, and Our Creator the Shepard did lay down his life for us, his Sheep. Put in my Favorites, glad it was Nominated! Great work!

  • 7 years ago

    by mossgirl19

    Beautiful, Trisha.

  • 7 years ago

    by Ya----Na

    Just as you gave your soul to look it alive.
    Trisha
    Keep on penning

  • 7 years ago

    by Ben

    Simply Wonderful :) beautifully conveyed and presented !

    Epic :)

    B

  • 7 years ago

    by Lemon Squeezy

    This is a truly wonderful write, Trisha great Job!

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