no matter when to God you pray… [the spirit and the wind]
your soul dreams on, and in the bow…your ship of Peace comes in.
His words come strong or soft…who knows, a gift no matter how
will you learn, not your control…that brings you, here and now.
never questioning what seems to be…a natural flow of thought
do you see the words aren’t yours…but through you, they are brought.
we all do think and question… “why so” that it is He
try to understand the meaning (Word)…wonder “can we be…?”
like Him, with Him, sweet Jesus...always to this Son
my poems are dedicated now…He brings me Home, the One.
Linda Hartenian has been writing poetry for nearly 20 years. Over time, her words rang most true when gathered through Christ. HIS message appeared frequently in personal memorial poems to friends and colleagues who had lost loved ones. A retired business professor with many professional publications, she discovered poetry allowed for a different, very rewarding, evolution in her writing.
