Thursday, September 9, 2010

Aprose

I don't claim to write poetry so I write aprose or in my mind emaciated prose. I was going through my journals and found this religious piece.

Waves of sadness
Peals of joy
Tears etched in my soul
Delight suffusing me
Silent sobs wrack my body
I turn and fold all into you
Your grace
Your love
Your hope
Is sufficient
Is all

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