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Dear God Our Heavenly Father ...

by Beanie Baby 

Posted: 16 May 2005
Word Count: 149
Summary: Wrote this shortly after a series of rejections. I don't mean to preach; but I do have a friend in God and I wanted to share this with you.


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You gave me a gift
on the day of my birth,
to pen words of comfort
for all that I'm worth,
to sit and to think,
and give over time,
to writing my poems
and writing my rhymes,
to share of my faith
and freely give hope,
turn tears to laughter,
helping friends cope,
to light up a candle
in depths of despair,
to help find the way
and help know I care.
There still are so many
things I could say,
to brighten the darkness
and chase fears away,
so let me, my Friend,
from the depth of my heart,
your comfort and goodness
to share through my art.
You gave me so much
to pass on and give.
I cherish each moment
I scribble and live.
So watch me, I ask you,
as I sit and write,
and may all these jottings
be blessed in your sight.






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seanfarragher at 22:15 on 16 May 2005  Report this post
A lovely and heartfelt prayer that has validity no matter what your religion or faith. It is a poem every aspiring poet should read. We can see in our passion for words our connection to a larger spirit no matter how one defines it. Well done.

SmithBrowne at 04:02 on 17 May 2005  Report this post
Tender, direct and touching, Beanie -- poetry from the soul and heart. Thank you for sharing!

May I proffer a challenge that was given to me when I wrote a similar poem as an expression of my own faith and gratitude to God/the Universe (something that takes guts nowadays, I think)? What would the poem read like if you wrote a draft of this same poem without end-rhyme? (my own challenge was the opposite, to rewrite including end-rhyme).

It was a challenge to me to dig even deeper to spell out, flesh out what I felt in that "unspoken" part of the soul that connects to something greater in language that only the individual poet could speak.

Just a thought.

Thanks again,

Smith

joanie at 06:48 on 17 May 2005  Report this post
Hi Beanie. Yes, I agree; heartfelt and one that I could pray with you.

joanie

paul53 [for I am he] at 08:47 on 17 May 2005  Report this post
I think it a sad state of affairs if we feel we have to apologise for having strong beliefs. Declaring them boldly may bring scorn from a few, but it can also be the light in a dark place which will draw others to it.
More, please. Searching within and without is the essence of poetry.




Felmagre at 11:37 on 17 May 2005  Report this post
Friendhsip which is not worth 'sticking up for' is not friendship at all.

I think you will be surprised how many folk know and value the friendship of G-d, though in saying this our understanding and experiences of His friendhship though still constant, varies with time.

Be encouraged
Felmagre.

Beanie Baby at 21:26 on 17 May 2005  Report this post
Thank you all so very much for your wonderful comments. I write a lot of inspirational poetry but there seems little use for it these days - where are the Patience Strongs and Helen Steiner Rices, that's what I say.

Smith - that's an intersting challenge! I might give it a go as soon as I get time. I'll post it on site and you can tell me what you think.

Once again, everyone, thank you for your heartfelt words. They are appreciated more than you will ever know.
Best wishes,
Beanie.

Ticonderoga at 14:54 on 19 May 2005  Report this post
Not a faith I share at all, but a great deal of the finest poetry - Donne, Hopkins, Thomas - has been written to or in praise of God, and this has a timeless quality of sincerity, simplicity and generosity which could have been written in almost any century.


Love & Mercy,

Mike

seanfarragher at 15:11 on 01 June 2005  Report this post
Yes, a beautiful poem written by a person who believes, and belief faith is a wonderful connection. It is that reason we live. If we believe in something larger than us it is hard for us to be as selfish as the natual man of Hobbes would make us. Faith when actual, when beautifully resonnant can be reached through words when a poet sets his or her mind to searching for more than the surface, and more than belief leads. You do well in this beautiful poem.


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