By Wendy R
I would like to dedicate this poem to my friend Linda
So gentle,
So quiet,
When the voice spoke to me,
My daughter,
My child,
A light thou shall be.
From your birth,
To your youth,
Then on through your pain,
You cried out to me,
From the sorrow of pain.
From the darkness you felt,
And the pains you were in,
Your life with no hope,
And the solitude of sin.
My Spirit will live,
My Spirit will shine,
My Spirit will give you,
Life so divine.
But the life that I give,
And the light that I shine,
I’m sending to you,
For the children of mine,
To reflect from above,
My Spirit of love.
So shine pretty girl,
Eyes fair and blue,
With darkness of skin,
And hair shining through,
Reflecting the Son,
And the glory He knew,
That comes from the Father,
And is glowing through you.
Now go to my children,
Awake them from sleep,
And show them the way,
Of the Spirit so deep,
And bring to the Father,
Where His mercy will meet.
To know me by name,
For forgiveness of sin,
Without any shame.
So come to my light,
All who are mine,
And my Spirit will live,
My Spirit will shine,
Through out all generation,
Until end of all time,
My daughter,
My people,
The children of mine.
