On Bent Knee
with mornings first lightI beheld a magnificent site
and found myself on bent knee
as I gazed at the rise
and much to my surprise
I could hear the Lord,s voice with the morning sun
He was softly speaking to me
as the day begun
as I listened to the calm sound
it was there that I found
myself silently saying
how thankful I was to see another day
and
there
on bent knee
I could hear Him say
there`s something I wanted you to see
as the rays came down and touched my face
I could feel a presence in that place
and I knew the place right from the start
was deep within my own heart
a tear fell from my eye
as I looked up to the sky
I thought
how very lucky
and
how blessed I am
to behold another day.
© 2006 2009 Howard C Holbert
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.