Empty Pages

An empty page, it calls to me
Waiting for my thoughts and prayer
Knowing God is really there
Fills me with a will to be

Once a thought is now a rhyme
Written on my empty page
Turmoil, thoughts, inside will rage
Now a notebook gives me time

With a purpose more than space
I have pages there to fill
Scattered bits of my free will
Come together, promising grace

Empty pages calling me
All together, yes I can
When my thoughts had ran and ran
Now I know, the world will see