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29 July 2019

around the curve


I have been frozen in my brokenness
dry, splintered, fragile
the road ahead and behind
rocky, rutted, slippery
hard to see signposts
in clouds of dust
my steps are small, painful
both in body and heart
yet surely the refreshing
the eruption of new life
is waiting, ever waiting
just around the next curve

For I will [fully] satisfy the weary soul, 
and I will replenish every languishing and sorrowful person.





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2 comments:

  1. DebraJuly 31, 2019 at 5:51 PM

    What a meaningful poem. I've love to share this in a chapter called "Broken" in my current WIP, with your permission. Is there a name I could connect to the poem?

    I'm also on Blogger: http://debrasblogpureandsimple.blogspot.com/

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  2. Jennifer WagnerAugust 14, 2019 at 3:54 PM

    I can identify with this poem. Love the hopefulness and truth! - Jen

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