#25


that emotion



You go to the well
Too many times
And find it dry
The meaning of this meditation.

My friend
A friend in Jesus
Doesn't make you mine.

Not even close
Not by a mile.

Offer Him your love
Water, refreshment.

What does He say?

If you only had ears to hear
And eyes to see.

Maybe a miracle
Will occur.

Anything is possible
Just about anything.

I've been to the well.

You remain deaf
You remain blind.

Read these words
And weep.

Sorrow follows
With quiet footsteps
On your heels, on mine.



April 25, 2008

© 2008 Anne Westlund




Poetry by Anne Westlund
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Written on 2008-04-26 at 06:57

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Esti D-G
Beautifully expressed sadness.
luv estix
2008-04-27


Kathy Lockhart
Anne, this is a moving piece. There is the quiet inner comfort that comes through your words which are the reflection of the peace of the Savior. Kathy
2008-04-27


Rob Graber
Amen.
2008-04-27


Jehrico
Being an agnosticated atheist I find solace in this. Now how fickle is that?
Nick :-)
2008-04-26