A poem for Easter. Words from The Sunday Whirl.
Life to me
Lost I be
Have been to me
A pit to stand
Drowned I am
A rescuing hand!
An offering man?
Lamb, silent lamb
And then He
And then I am
A petal bend
Soft and new
Again I am
Thank you. Happy Easter.
The words may be from Sunday Whirl, but the arrangement sounds like a voyage of personal discovery?
Very nicely done, no matter where it took you.
It is. A continued voyage. I’m constantly trying to figure myself out.
Welcome to the land of the not-quite-sure-where-we-are-going:-)
As usual, this is awesome!
Thank you. Years of crappy poetry is finally starting to reap fruit. 🙂
You’re funny. 😛
You laugh only because you’ve not had to read the bad stuff. You’re welcome. Hehe
LOL! I repeat. You’re funny!
Happy writing and Happy New Week! 😀
Happy new week to you.
You are awesome, and I’m so glad I’ve connected the dots (with a bit of help) and get to appreciate your work again.
I just nominated you for a new award. http://filledandfooled.wordpress.com/2013/04/01/how-does-a-good-girl-get-sinful/
I love this! Sorry for all the back-to-back comments. I put your blog notification e-mails in a folder, and forgot that I did that. So today I’m like “hmm, haven’t seen anything from C in a while” THEN I remembered the folder lol
Ahahaha. It’s okay. I’m just glad people read. 🙂