ByKevin Kuzma


Reborn one spring morning (seems fitting)
Birdsong in the trees of my own Eden
Sitting at the table in quiet prayer
Asking my Lord and Savior into my heart
He never answers no, so I don’t know why I was so surprised
Become a new being, right then and there,
My ways changed – not always, but the darkness was awash in the light
He keeps watch over my heart now
No room for bitterness, unforgiveness, anything anti-Him
In my days filled with sin, I try to revisit that moment
Or other occasions I heard his still small voice
My moment with the Lord
My heart emptied and my ways righted
I am a believer, not because there is something to believe
But because I feel Him
I won’t ever be the same from May 8, 2014 to now
Lover of God

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