Brief Poem on God
It’s not by name
I know you best.
A picture frame
does not feel, but holds
another’s happiness
like the cog
that turns the wheel.
How else do you explain
an emptiness that fills?
It’s not by name
I know you best.
A picture frame
does not feel, but holds
another’s happiness
like the cog
that turns the wheel.
How else do you explain
an emptiness that fills?
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I love the first line….its not by name I know you best. Its not. Its by what has been accomplished in my broken heart that has turned tragedy and sadness and fear into something good. its nothing short of a miracle. Lovely thoughts here Mark.
Lovely. Contemplative.