The Message

My soul hungers to be filled
Yet I do not know where to go
Who to seek, Where to grow
Tossing spiritually to and fro

I walk sullenly, down the street
Please help my heart yearns
Suddenly I feel my chest burns
“Hello sir” my head lifts and turns

Two men standing, looking at me
Looking, my eyes stained with red
My heart stops feeling dread
Then one of them said

“We’re here to share a message”
A message? I thought to myself
“Not of riches, not of wealth”
“But can you mend my ill health?”

I feel my chest, growing, expanding
My soul fills, with something I can’t see
I hug one of them, joyfully
Their message of the soul, it had to be!

“Jesus Christ is his name,
He can heal and many more”
Tears flowing freely, eyes sore
What I could feel I couldn’t ignore

“Is that why my heart overflows
With joy and happiness?
I feel my heart aches and personal mess
Are gone away,” I softly express

“The Love of God swells in your chest
It’s ‘most joyous to the soul’
That’s why you feel whole
.And why heaven is the goal”

I look up to the dusk of the skies
Flying across it I see a dove
I pray of gratitude for the Lord above
“We thank thee God, we thank thee for thy Love”

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