poems

HIS FINGERPRINT

A finger on a river

 

His mystical touch upon my life,

Enveloped me with freshness.

Like the dews of heaven,

In its seasons.

 

The peace I experienced,

like a fountain.

The joy that that filled my heart,

Like the flowing river.

 

The bowels of increase,

And the transition from shame,

Where my fame knew no bound,

All because of God’s fingerprint on my life

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