Helping Hands
When I am in need I seek my brother,
a helping hand to hold me true.
My path is an uneven rocky terrain
filled with a hope that I see in you.
When I am confused I seek my sister,
A playful hand, a clear dancer of light.
Thoughts at times are a wilderness,
I get caught up in this sudden plight.
When I am in doubt I seek my father,
a guiding hand, a heart beating drum.
He reminds me of the loving intention,
A steady rhythm that moves me along.
When lost in emotion, I seek my mother,
A gentle hand to strengthen my heart.
Opening me to Self-Love and acceptance,
when I feel my life is being torn apart.
When there is no one else I can turn to
I put my hands together, and call out to you.
The Source of all that is Love and wisdom,
Shining within us, to carry us through.
Being aware in this quiet still moment,
from your grace, my burdens will run.
And in this presence a new beginning,
A here and now, where you and I are One.
– jeffrey vionito
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Freedom of the Heart 
Beautiful!! So touching, so moving. I love that even when God is the last person we turn in times of angst and need he still embraces us, still scopes us up and still loves everything about us 🙂
There are some that would say that even the ones around us are aspects of God trying to help us. You are so right though. Usually the first one we need is the last one we goto… ♡
I know what you mean.
Your work is truly beautiful 🙂
very sweet verse…
Thank you, im glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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Thank you Jeffrey 🙂