The cursor blinks.
The blank, white page stares back at me.
My heart and mind
To be filled to overflowing
These are the days of want,
But I remember the days of abundance
When I had something to share.
Something worth writing about,
Abundance that only God can provide,
Coming in waves of inspiration
To fill up the blank, white page.
I could tell stories,
How I could tell stories,
An abundance of stories.
Stories of hope,
Stories of love
Stories of grace.
Now, the cursor blinks
The blank, white page stares back at me
The Author of the work,
Where there were no words,
Where there was no inspiration,
Now, there is a gentle calm.
Letter by letter
The words begin to form
Out of the abundance of God’s heart
My writing speaks.
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