Sunday, July 3, 2011

Magpie tales.

Yoke
The night darkens in my soul
And my fingers numb themselves
Stretching for You.
My cold, hard soul,
Cracked and broken,
Cries out,
For even the rocks will cry out.
My rocky soul cries out to You, my Rock.
Your radiance meets me with
Astonishing collision.
My heart pounds within my chest.
My pupils widen in amazement
At You.
Your deep enveloping hands meet mine
And I can't help but stare
At the scars
When suddenly, the scent of Your grace
Overpowers me
As You take me in Your arms
And I finally rest
In Your yoke.


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18 comments:

  1. Awww! This is quite sweet actually. Hopefully, it was a double yoke!!

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  2. POWERFUL and so different from any of the others. I am ever amazed at the places our minds take us.

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  3. There's a lot going on here. Nice.

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  4. I agree with Kim Nelson...This one is very different. The last line is great!

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  5. Thank you guys! I'm glad you enjoyed it!

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  6. This is deep, I really loved it and the atmosphere is wonderful

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  7. Hope Van Gogh is resting there now. Lovely.

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  8. My favorite line?

    "Your radiance meets me with astonishing collision."

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  9. Thank you! Tess- That line is what i got from the picture :) Thank you for enjoying it!

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