I order words
one after
the other
on pages, screens
tools of a trade
familiar to all
who paint with letters
thoughts, phrases
knock and burn
with the need
for release
we long to be heard
read, known
recognized
and yet
if I claim to be
a pen surrendered
to His hand
than you need not
know me
at all
let me be invisible
as silver glass
a mirror to
reflect His glory
Beautiful!
ReplyDeletenice. i think we should be reflectors...but i think our own stories can make his touch personal as well...
ReplyDeleteloved this, as you know my id is paintswithwords, so I totally relate to the thoughts of creating painted masterpiece. lovely poem
ReplyDeleteA meaningful post ~ Let our words reflect His Glory ~
ReplyDeleteI agree with Brian ..... it is not that we are not to be recognized... but that He should be recognized through us...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words.
Touching and so revealing. just lovely!
ReplyDeleteAmen! We should seek to serve an audience of One, and let Him bring others. Nicely done.
ReplyDeletean image of reflection of a mirror in a mirror. reminds me of my old tommy tippee cup...a cup with a picture of a bear holding a cup with a picture of a bear...etc.etc.etc. really kinda freaky to a small kid, ya know.
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