Tight.
Burdened.
Sharp.
Compressed.
I did not know such a positive emotion could result in such pain.
I have heard the tales and read the thought.
Now this beating entity wishes to stand still.
Maybe then it would not thrust its pain with each passing moment.
Oh - now I know its real.
Now I know it does exist.
Oh - will another ever hold it dear and let me shower upon it also?
Beat. Beat. Beat.
Love.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
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- 23 years of inward spunk sometimes comes out with bright colors or smartalic comments. ive been redeemed by the grace of God since I was seven and kept alive by His greater grace. i am called to be faithful in my work and joyful in my Lord till He lets me fall at His feet and see His beautiful face. may i be diligent and humble all the days of my life.
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