Could my gaze, like His,
Reveal perfect agape?
Not yet, so I pray.
Showing posts with label micropoem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label micropoem. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 7, 2019
Monday, March 26, 2018
Emptiness
The problem with Emptines
Is not searching the room,
And finding nothing else inside,
But when, upon reflection,
You notice, it's a tomb:
And that there's no place you can hide.
Is not searching the room,
And finding nothing else inside,
But when, upon reflection,
You notice, it's a tomb:
And that there's no place you can hide.
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
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