A little over a year ago, our life took a sudden journey through an unquestionably long and dark tunnel; we thought we might never see the light at the end. It was the Lord's plan, no doubt, but it was a very painful journey for many people in our lives; however, pain often inspires. It often is the catalyst for my writing, specifically poetry. I do not consider myself a poet in any sense of the word, that makes me laugh, I just consider myself a person that can put together rhyming words pretty well. I'm short on time and brain power today so I thought I'd share a writing of mine; I may think better of it tomorrow. I may totally embarrass myself. That's okay, that's life, let life be what it will. Hope you enjoy.
HANDS
First intertwining of lives together
Mine in his and his in mine
Unfamiliar flesh
Made familiar with time
Two parts of two bodies
Different and the same
Forever move like two of one
One pulse, one heart, one name
Cold with lonely
Wet with tears
Weary with work
Tremble with fear
Children held and let go
Parents tried and failed
Devil tried to part
Both had felt the nails
Eyes grow dark and cannot see
Feet refuse to stand
Ears turn off and will not hear
Still forever I'll know his hands
Amy 9-2005
1 comment:
i like that.
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