Sunday, February 20, 2011

i don't write poetry

i am fragmented;
a parceled offering held to a mirror
and found wanting.
drowning in this murky mess
of ingratitude
self destruction
lack
there is nothing so powerful
as the need
to be free.

I Am
your strength,
your blessed redemption.
day by day
I will feed your soul.
You
Will
Never
Be
Enough
but-
I Am.

1 comment:

  1. Oh Meg. I just went back and read your posts that I had missed this semester... wow. You inspire me, you challenge me, you put words to the feelings/frustrations/fears that I haven't articulated, and you give me reminders of the love, joy, and trust in God that makes life beautiful. So thanks. :)

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