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Sing of God

autumn

Something different today.
Breakfast as my quiet time.
A candle lit; songs of praise.
They sing of God.

A balm soothes my soul.
My heart hears God speak.
Through words of singing.
I find an oasis of peace.

My soul drinks with thirst.
I touch His love and mercy.
Of hymns sung in praise.
My soul seeks forgiveness.

I meditate on the words.
Words written into songs.
Sung to music; lifting high.
In a universe of peace.

Will each morning be like this?
My mind ask the Lord.
My heart hopes with a prayer.
And my soul soars in that moment.

By C.E. Pereira
(30-10-2018)

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Author:

I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. In recent years, the younger generation have added on to include spouses from the Philippines, Nigeria and Russia. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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