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| Nicolas Poussin 1593-1665 (Summer: Boaz and Ruth) |
From my book A Life That Sings; the chapter on Ruth:
The Giver of
Dreams
I
look down the long dusty road my journey has begun,
There
is nothing left in this land, my time here is done.
I
am ready for something new and to leave my old home,
Though
I have nothing and I feel very alone.
I
do not know what this feeling is down deep inside,
Whatever
is calling me away I cannot run and hide.
I
know there must be a destiny prepared just for me,
If
I stay here I know I will not be able to see.
So
I will take my last look at what is behind,
I
will journey forward and I know I will find,
Destiny
and purpose in my soul and my heart,
There
is a purpose for me; a role and a part.
I
know it is something only seen in a dream,
I
go to a new land to find the Giver of this dream.
©2006 Piper Green. Revised © 2014.
Find this and other poems in my book, A Life That Sings: Finding Your Song In The Midst of Brokenness
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