Stumbling alone in night
Darkness is all around.
Is there no help for me?
Lying there on the ground
Looking to heaven’s height.
Looking to heaven’s height
Hands lifted to the skies
Bigger Hand touches mine
Grace opens up my eyes
Walking by faith, not sight.
Psalm 121:1-2 I will lift up my eyes unto the hills. From whence comes my help? My help comes from the LORD, who made heaven and earth.
Psalm 40:1-3 I waited patiently for the LORD; and He inclined unto me, and heard my cry. He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings. And He has put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the LORD.
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Pirouette ~ 10-line rhymed poem (decastich) with a turning point halfway through
Syllabic structure: 6 syllables in every line
Lines 5 and 6 are the same; line 6 is the pivotal point of the poem.
Rhyme is optional.
Rhyme scheme for this one: abxba acxca
Photo taken in Milton, FL, 2017
2 thoughts on “Looking Up”
I especially love this one… what a beautiful response to your amazing photo! ❤
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Thank you. I love the softness of the photo and the fragility of the flower that needs only the sun for a companion.