Ellirie Aviles


Grazie - Poem by Ellirie Aviles

No words or script
Shall be mine thanks
The fruit I reap
And song I sang

To God be mine glory
and of grace and hope
mine beseech, ne'er worry
all yet one be heard

I exist as thine deeds do
Afore thine presence my lord
change; though peu'-a-peu'
hither thine back we're aboard

For dawn never break
Not for our non-sake
for days never came
without bringing aims

I am thine instrument
to the world; Thine holiness
my guide, thine sacrament
Thanks be to God's goodness


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  • Rookie - 75 Points Alexander Coppedge (2/20/2013 6:34:00 AM)

    A beautiful feel and flow to this inspiring piece of art I'm delighted Thank you (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 20, 2013


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