You know how it is
to reach for words,
and to find them
inadequate.
And you know when
they fit like wings.
Sometimes I stand
beside you and silence
is so deep, I
can’t wade ashore.
Sometimes I can
only hold my breath,
waiting, to be
swept away.
Reblogged this on Campbells World and commented:
The author of this poem puts into words what I feel so many times when in prayer.
Thank you for reading, Patty, and for your kind support.
This is so AWESOME — feels like the words came from my heart…and i could never have said it so simply and eloquently. Thank you! 🙂
Thank you