A Lyric to God

by Marchell Dyon

Your words are like manna from heaven
Your words are a balm to my skin
Your words feed my soul
With positive emotions

From your words, I am drenched in the spirit
From three sprinkles of water on my forehead.
I can then put on the white robe 
My harp in hand
I sing about the glorious blood of the lamb.

Your words, I have not neglected to read
Your words have built a shield about my heart
It keeps me in your divine grace
And by your word

My soul no longer spins
Between heaven and hell
I keep my soul compass skyward
Always facing north

Your words feed my soul 
With positive emotions
Your words are a balm for healing
Your words are like manna from heaven 

Marchell Dyon is a poetry enthusiast. She enjoys reading poetry wherever she can find it. Once, she was nominated for the Best of the Net prize for her poem As I Stand by My Window Dreaming of Falling. Her most recent publications are Toasted Cheese Lit Journal and Medusa’s Kitchen. She has taken many poetry workshops; her education and thirst to improve her craft has constantly developed despite having both schizophrenia and bipolar disorders. She continues to live and write in Chicago, IL.

2 thoughts on “A Lyric to God

  1. Yes it can. Mostly we must remember everyone have had and will have lonely moments to get through them gracefully is to know we are loved and can pass love on. I hope that helps. Thanks for reading.

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