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He Likes To Be Asked

Thank you God for Guiding Me,

My pen and My Thoughts.

As I waver at the brink of darkness it threatens me with control.

I remember to pray,

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Photography by MrClean.

the darkness recedes and bright God consciousness settles in its place.

Many prayers have gone into this lovely shifting.

Being sick and tired of revisiting that nightmare place,

has turned my steps away from the brink in search of a better realness.

One more suitable to a Child of God.

He likes to be asked…..

Thank you comes pretty easy for Me when I can clear away the wreckage

and lift my face to the light.

 

About Karen

Karen has found solace in writing since she was a teen. With a little over 9 years sobriety her youngest daughter and oldest grand child have no memories of seeing her drunk and she’d like to keep it that way. Thanks to God and her program she sees her children as windows of light into a world they get to enjoy together.

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9 Comments

  1. Wow, I am trying to feel what you must have felt when you wrote that poem. It is lovely.

  2. … darkness it threatens me with control…
    I love that!

  3. Thank you for sharing your gift! It was beautiful!

  4. Karen…what a beautiful poem. I share the same feelings…(and Kenny…great photograph as well).

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