Restlessness
A dream that begins and entices
yet I’m woken
before it ends.
A trail so clearly marked at first
yet disappears
into the brush.
A story that amazes and excites
yet the last pages
are torn out.
A painting so striking and artistic
yet the artist
never finished it.
A tapestry finely and delicately woven
yet threads dangle
at its unfinished end.
A delicious smell leading me home
yet is blown away
by a breeze and I’m lost.
A tantalizing taste of something great
yet I cannot
partake of the richness.
A song that sweeps my soul off its feet
yet fades quietly
away before the finish.
A future beyond my wildest dreams
yet just out of
reach of my outstretched hand.
I wrote this poem because I know there is more ahead. I can taste it, have tasted a sip – but a sip
is not enough. Once you’ve tasted of
God’s Spirit and power, you can’t help but want more! I know there is so much more planned for my
life, and God will reveal what it is in His time, but in the meantime my
restlessness is in it’s place.
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