Face turned to God in the heaven,
Light of the sun on my wings.
Praying to God in His heaven
Of whom all creation sings.
Burst from the streets of the city
Shedding its soil from my feet.
Hear as I call upon Thee
In open handed entreat.
Great are my wings Lord Almighty,
Blocking the light of the sun,
Yet greater still You that made me
All praise to the Holy One.
Bursting from earth to the heavens
Leaving the dim streets below.
Dynamic the life of our city
Seeking your glory to show.
YOU ARE READING
My Poets Pub Bits
PoetryI was fortunate enough to discover Poet's Pub very early in my Wattpad experience and have found it a hugely supportive community. This is a collection of poems I submitted for various Poets Pub competitions and collections. They are published in bo...
