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God Willing





Our dreams may take us to the hills of Ireland or the fortress of Harvard.  We may want to stroll the paths of love with our soul-mate or ride alone on horse-back through the Glen.  We plan our steps, but God's will directs our paths.  The path may be troublesome and rocky, like the Scottish Highlands.  The path may be level and smooth, like the prairies.  Either path, God will never leave or forsake us.  God's will is the captain of our lives.  We want certain desires of our heart.  God knows our hearts and His will is upon those desires.
God Willing

 What does the dusty tomorrow hold?
Does it bring shine and polish?
Does it grow new cherry blossoms?
Does it sprinkle sun drips or tickle mists?

Fortune cookies and fortune tellers speak tales
God's will, casts spiritual light on days to come
His will may grow lavender and paint green days
Fiction may store in Fact's chest of secrets
Dreams may blossom into periwinkle truth flowers

We have all trodden alongside denial
The reality twister will soon flog the house
Yet, God's Will is an ally and a warm friend

His will is sent on a breezy sun-chapped day
It grows juicy cucumbers and sea green collards
 God willing, rain drenches these parched plains!

His will, may be persuaded by faithful prayer
His decision may be cactus's and rough patches
 Yet, his will is wise and keen
It weaves the future into gray or baby blue days
The will, of the Appaloosa bellows, frolic and play!

What does the day hold, clouds and must?
Does it carry a basket full of red strawberries?
Does God's chosen color match tickle pink?
Does the Sun wrap the earth, God willing!


  

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