by Lee Foreman
The cry was silent, enough for me to hear-
But strong enough for God to feel.
This morning my spirit cried;
I felt my eyes getting teary.
My spirit said “God, my body’s getting weary.”
I felt these tears steady flowing-
By my faith, MY faith kept on holding.
It wasn’t pain, fear, or doubt my spirit possessed,
It was the cry of a spirit that wanted peace and rest.
As my spirit continued crying-suddenly
Another spirit stepped in.
My spirit listened, and the tears came to an end.
This spirit’s voice was recognizable
I heard this voice before,
The calmness in her voice lasts forever more.
She said “keep living, it gets better.”
My spirit in me smiled and started to settle.
So I wiped my last tear that started to flow,
I said “God is working”, this I know.
Last updated August 14, 2013