Oh, the riches of this day
Your Presence with me, God
(Do you know how much I love that with-me part about You?)
Shine of the sun illuminating
Warming me, heating
The land
Melting the last patches
Of winter's stubborn snow
Causing me to try to escape
Its harsh glare
Hot, scathing sun
A chilling iceberg
When compared
With Your burning Love
Melting stubborn me
Igniting this sometimes frozen heart
To love You
To love me
To love others
Oh, the riches of this day
You
With me!
Diane Mann, 2013
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