Submitted by Damaris Ann on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 06:26

I want to make a work of art
To come across as smart
I have word goals
I have tongue coals

Ideas burn cerebrally
Come alive incrementally

Burning midnight oil
I slave and I toil
Write in waking hours
Dream of novels in my sleep
But these dreams though sweet
Will not eternity for me keep

You see if I slave for years
Write for decades
Or sing for ages
All I've done is nothing

Nothing in the face of heaven
Nothing in the hand of God
If I have not prayed to Jesus
If I have not wept for sin
If I have not read my Bible
With wide-open seeing eyes
I've drunk the sand and left the water
Lord, I've looked past the Father
Thrown my life a world away
And purposefully went astray

To write for Christ is all I want
To sing to Heaven above
To reach out to all of His people
With His masterpiece of Love

Author's age when written


"I've drunk the sand but left the water..."
You are a master of words, lady! This was so powerfully written with a meaning that we all must remember! I. Love. It. So. Much.

Introverts unite!
From the comfort of your own homes!

Love it, Damaris! Great work, and even better message.

"Knowledge is knowing that a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad." ~ Anonymous

. . . I have a feeling I'm going to walk around all tonight saying, "I have word goals / I have tongue coals." That just riveted me with delight!!!!! My mouth likes it ^.^ And my heart identifies. I also like how you continued the burning imagery.

Beautiful poem with a powerful message, strongly conveyed, Damaris!!