Muttered Words

Poem
Written By Matt Antis

Elevated thought
God who bought

Sinner’s debt
Put to rest

Lord above
Treasure trove

Speak to me
I beg, please

Search in me
Make me clean

Like a dove
Peace and love

Things I crave
Misbehave

Righteous aim
Lion’s mane

Like a grain
Sand and grime

Filtered intention
Forget to mention

Thank you Lord
Praise aloud

Bones on fire
Eyelids forced

Toward your throne
My voice groans

Father take me
In your arms

Smile on my lips
Safe in your grip

Peace awaits
At your throne

Forever
And ever

I abide
In your Son

Copyright © 2021 by Matt Antis. Originally published in Poet’s Guild’s Poem-A-Week on May 8th, 2021, by Ink Jot Kingdom.

Matt Antis

Matt Antis creates online as a freelance writer and novelist who formerly lived as a serial small-business entrepreneur. His life’s goal is to share knowledge, encourage, and challenge others through a coach-student relationship.

An unexpected deployment with the Army in 2009 halted his scholastic achievement, but! He learned the bulk of business in the proverbial trench elbow to elbow with a team of professionals who he is forever grateful for.

When he’s not being a husband, dad, shooting his bow or training parkour, you can find him teaching Sunday school, advising parkour gyms, writing for inkjotkingdom.com and his wife’s children’s book website, whitneyantis.com.

https://inkjotkingdom.com
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