Wednesday, January 12, 2011

a poem

emotions spilling over flowing
dying inside aching for it to end
life meaning lost
empty barren aching still
time will tell the time until
I will get to hold at last
something precious lost in my past
loving learning longing still
but I know with whom I get my fill
wanting waiting watching pause
healing restoration passion cause
brilliant light power God
washed pure innocent joy
everlasting eternal life

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