Art & Poetry copyright © 2011 Atlanta Marie Carrera

Wednesday, June 20, 2012



My Shooting Star

On a cold night, I turn to You, Lord
when there is no place else to turn.
I pray that You will ease the pain.
I pray that You will stop the suffering.

I see Your answer in the stars,
a promise of light across the sky,
a comforting thought so I can rest,
as I put my faith in You.

You are the sun on this warm day,
fresh air breathing in Your spirit,
gently in my arms’ embrace,
Your light shines down and lifts us up.

Shalom, Shalom, peace to you.
My heart is aching.
My tears run deep,
But God fills my heart with all His love.

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