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The Formula
Contributed by
sinned
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Sunday, 27th March 2005 @ 07:59:01 AM in AEST
Topic:
InspirationalPoems
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Before anything A void of nothing I knew your name I saw your face in time Before I set planets in place I saw your face I made the moon and morning star In history I saw you afar Each person a different formula I knew your name,for I know all I hold the key You were made for Me Into you I breathed a soul Wherever in life I know where you go You may call Me by a different name I AM God always the same You are precious in My sight I give an angel to watch over you each day and night In time I call you home No matter where you roam I give you no more than you can bare At your side I AM there When you come It is I who determin Your formula I hold and no men I give all things I made all beings I made thunder I AM called Wonder In turmoil I give you comfort I surround you I AM your fort No one may take your life I hold you in My light I give you peace I give you calm For I hold you in My palm
Sinned
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Re: The Formula
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Sunday, 27th March 2005 @ 08:07:37 AM AEST (User
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So very ture.
huggs,
emy |
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Re: The Formula
(User Rating: 1 ) by mina-1 on
Sunday, 27th March 2005 @ 08:59:06 AM AEST (User
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This is an outstanding poem so inspirational and so uplifting. A true master piece so brillantly written.
Hugs,
Sue |
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Re: The Formula
(User Rating: 1 ) by Stoney1 on
Monday, 8th January 2007 @ 06:22:42 PM AEST (User
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Your poem has elements of brilliance, yet I also note areas that are awkward and could stand some polish. Ugh! Dare I use it; that hated word: revision.
I think the poem deserves that added effort.
Stoney |
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