I remember the way You used to speak to me
bold, bright brush strokes, sharp
contrast against the dark
undeniable, loud, impossible
to mistake for another
what was small, hard
secret within, warmed
at Your touch, floods
of light spilled
into every corner
now You speak to me, quiet
teaching me how to listen
completing week one of Dave Harrity's Making Manifest with Sandy
and sharing whitespace with Bonnie
4 comments:
Lovely.
So beautiful and heartfelt, Karin. Thank you!
From bold bright strokes... to soft watercolor whispers.
I'm so glad you're along for this ride.
Lovely! Teaching me how to listen....yes, Lord!
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