Christian Artist


Walking in His steps
powders me with dust
but yoked to Him I find
my weariness is hushed.

To dwell in Christ
and He in me
is very close indeed.
I feel the dust beneath my feet
and powder it with seeds.

It's close enough to catch
the beauty of His way
and wear His very holiness
a gift renewed each day.

I bow before His throne
a privileged to see
favoured by His love
for all eternity.

©: 2016 by J. K. Phillips

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