Poetry from the heart
Upturned
Overwhelmed
I cannot tell if it is evil
I cannot tell if it is good
It might even be both
Just being tossed heels over head
Is this life or is this death?
Who can tell in these deep, cold waters?
Or maybe all of this tumult
Is a sign I am almost to the shore
But is that really where I want to be?
Didn’t I cry out for the deep?
Didn’t I ask to be here?
Yes
Yes I did.
So I have nothing to fear
I simply relax
Enjoying the swimming
The life, ministry, & thoughts of a Christ-follower, husband, dad, & minister
Bereavement single parent dad
Prime my subconscious, one hint at a time
The home of poetry
Expounding the richness of God
We're all on a road to somewhere.
“We need never be ashamed of our tears.” Charles Dickens (Great Expectations)
let it rain
Good things are going to happen@Mehakkhorana
Helping Others Overcome Darkness Within
I am more than breath & bones.
Andrew's view of the world in poetry, prose, and picture
The scent of innocence, the vernacular of grace, written in the Mother Tongue
But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for
And by the way, who am I?
The world around through my camera's lens
Poetry that purrs. It's reowr because the cat said so.
Providing inspiration 💕✨🙌
Changing the world, one word at a time.
Very powerful piece with the rhetorical questions and the gorgeous image of the mutable sea fits perfectly with the theme. 😃
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Thank you Steve! It’s always encouraging to get good feedback from you. Thanks for taking the time to read and to comment 🙂
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