Sitting there silently, pining for time
My heart starts to rip at its seam
The pieces asunder held by hands not mine
Are mended by my loving Redeemer
Posts Tagged: Poetry
And This is Love, Rev. Matt Rawle
Wednesday, April 13, 2011 And this is love… Rev. Matt Rawle Love is patient, Satiating restless waiting Love is kind, Providing generous abundance Love is not envious, Poisonous placating Or boastful, Selfish advance Or arrogant, Condescension, berating Or rude, A loveless romance It does not insist on its own… Read more »
Improvisation–After Katrina
It was early in the morning Several hours before the sun would awake The stale smell of dried expired beer Filled the streets as incense to Bacchus. An old young man stumbles to find his way In the damp streets of a rainless quarter Jazz echoes off century-old buildings As if being replayed in a… Read more »