Monday, November 21, 2011

You Are There...

You Are There...

There is a hole in my heart
Life can pour in there, I do not let it stop.
I cannot question this love,
it is just becoming the cup
I want to hold.


All in this life can come to me
Some things are like walls that create big shadows.
If I stay patient, I creep around the corner
and find my Garden again.
It has all the honey and flowers I need.


God is busting through each
crevice in the brickwork;
the light is always somewhere.
The shadow is not real.
I am meeting again and again the light in your eyes, 
the smile etched by an artist
with the knowledge
that you
are
there.

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