I thought since my last
post was so ridiculously long, I would put a short poem here today.
Broken people, past the
Christian cliches
Hiding from sorrow,
scraping off pain
Through a glass darkly
Human limitations tinted
glass
doesn't let a lot of light
in
Provider, Comforter,
Healer- Truth self sustained
What I don't understand is
what you have to gain
From me...bruised as my
blindness led me confidently
into solid defeat
But my defeat became my
salvation, leading me to your patient arms.
Bless you, and thank you
for reading.
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