Thursday, April 26, 2012

AWAKENING TO TRUTH


A little glimpse of heaven,
A sudden burst of light,
It lasted but an instant,
But with it came insight.
A greater understanding,
Of what He wished to say,
To me this glorious morning,
At the dawning of the day.

A spark of holy wisdom,

Shot silver through the gray,
My bent toward desire,
For self glory stripped away.
Censured by the Spirit,
I was dismayed to see,
How often I have courted praise,
In blatant vanity.

I the wick while He the Fire,
He furnishes the oil,
His the seed I’m called to scatter,
He prepares the soil.
Nothing mine, all He has given,
His the light I shine,
As I labor in His vineyard,
Forming hearts in His design.

MYRA D’SOUZA / 26TH APRIL 2012




2 comments:

  1. Re your poem- Good one.

    Mira
    New Zealand

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  2. Great poem! We need these gentle reminders now and then that what we have and are is only because of HIM!

    Pamy

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Was born in Mumbai.  Studied in St. Michael's Convent in Karwar.  Went to Wadia College in Pune. Did a Secretarial course in Mumbai at Nirmala Niketan and at Burnleys Institute. Came to Kuwait at 21 years of age, and still  here.  Married with 3 wonderful children a girl and two boys and a great husband.