The Poet and the Soul

The Poet and the Soul

Lord help me write the words I know,
to put my heart on paper,
find secret places in the soul.
Delights and comforts share with all;
not safely kept or hidden,
freely received, freely given!

Souls present – those to come,
soul to soul the poet speaks;
not by chance, choice not mine,
twisting of divine design.
The supple heart the Spirit finds;
far less the poet who pens the words.

Joseph C. Hutchison, Rochester Hills, Michigan 2020

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