My Time

Sensitive soul,

Empath,

Never sure,

Where I stopped…

Or you began.

Endless reams of journal pages,

Conversations with God to carry me through,

Offer spiritual growth and healing.

 

Time now,

Connect and share,

Lovely soul sisters, brothers,

From across the globe.

Awashed by steady streams,

Of insights and inspiration…

Hearts poured forth,

On gifted pages.

 

Blessed time,

When stars align,

Opportune chance to write,

Blog’s love song.”

What stopped me before?

Not quite sure…

Life, survival, motherhood, fear,

Fullfilling expectations?

 

Today, secure in God’s love,

With hope and joy,

One truth to share.

 

-Gilda Patricia

 

Author: GILDASPOEMS

Poems that feed the soul

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