Shadows and light played off a colour
clear and transparent
wanting to be seen and known
simply for what it is.
I desire no pretense
no disguise
I am not playing games
each mark and line are visible
close to the surface.
Fragile and easily torn
by wind, rain,
or trampled
beneath a careless footstep.
In such pure vulnerability
I am totally weak
yet in my surrender
I blossom in His strength.
So for the sake of Christ, I am well pleased and take pleasure in infirmities, insults, hardships, persecutions, perplexities and distresses; for when I am weak [[a]in human strength], then am I [truly] strong (able, powerful [b]in divine strength). 2 Corinthians 12:10 Amplified
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Oh, I love this. Fragile and vulnerable. Yet in surrender, I blossom in His strength. Nice!
Great poem, I love the last part...
In such pure vulnerability
I am totally weak
yet in my surrender
I blossom in His strength.
Thanks for sharing with us!
Beautiful. I especially love this stanza:
I desire no pretense
no disguise
I am not playing games
each mark and line are visible
close to the surface.
I love this. I admire anyone who can write poetry. I've never been able to. This was so nice.
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