I also used to write poetry. It was just for me to express feelings etc. Here was one of my favorites...
Wind is not seen but heard,
like the quiet beating of a heart.
Time passes and never goes back.
Explanations come and go,
quiet rythyms of mindless games.
Patterns of nothing that seem so real,
yet never are surfaced and faced.
like the quiet beating of a heart.
Time passes and never goes back.
Explanations come and go,
quiet rythyms of mindless games.
Patterns of nothing that seem so real,
yet never are surfaced and faced.
Sorry if it doesn't make sense to you...it does to me, but I don't know if I could explain it. Give me your thoughts....but be kind :)
May Christ be your strength today!!!!!
May Christ be your strength today!!!!!
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That's weird...last week I read through about four of my old journals. They were all about pretty much the same things as yours. I got all contemplative about life and stuff...I'm with you: God's plan and the way things have turned out so far have been above and beyond my expectations...amazing husband, beautiful kids. A lot of poetry in mine, too...I like your poem, and I totally get it. Love you!
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