Listening Mode

I love the silence of the morn Image courtesy of Pexel half asleep 1/2 torn Into choice making My headache aching Am I taking Too much time in this place Where am I in this race This space In time travel As I unravel The plans God has towards me Will I see Will I … Continue reading Listening Mode

He Will

I enter the night Like I entered the day Nothing to see here Still nothing to say • To those watching my life Voyeurs if you please Those tracking my progress Those waiting to see • If I really heard from God Or did I just go out on my own Did God really say … Continue reading He Will

Purpose

Image courtesy of Pixels What would you have me to do, Father It’s your will and not mine What is your reason for birthing me To be helpful, to be the kind 🤷🏽‍♀️ Of person others can confide in To lend a listening ear Someone others can rely on When depression is near 🤷🏽‍♀️ Them … Continue reading Purpose

The Prize

Image courtesy of Pixels It was going to be random No one knew just when The day it would appear The excitement would begin • To ignite in us daily Especially weekday morns The rattling and shaking Each one of us were torn 🥣 Between having one or two To ensure we’d be closer The … Continue reading The Prize

Growing Me

Image courtesy of Pixel The me I’m meant to be Carefree and trouble free I’m growing into me I’m growing into me Thank you for reading and following dorothy’s page © 2022 D. E. Young