I am inside a room of thoughts and ideas
where the walls are covered in hues of color
Blues, purples, reds and yellows
I touch and feel the textures of my thoughts
Some, soft and smooth
Others, hard and rough
Ideas are dancing before me
To a tune that seems so familiar
I want to know, I want to see, I want to understand
I browse the room carefully
As the thoughts scream out at me
But I can only make out bits and pieces
A name, a face, a place, a whisper
It’s a puzzle placed before me
He says:
“I Am sorting it out and
Getting it ready.”
“I will begin to put the pieces together.”
So I will patiently wait on You, Lord
I will rejoice in what you’ve shown me
I will be grateful for what you’ve taught me
I will worship, I will dance, I will praise
In this room full of color and texture
In this room full of thoughts and ideas
In this place where You dwell!
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