He
catches
my teardrops
in His nail-scarred hand
and rests my weary head
on shoulders that
bore a cross
catches
my teardrops
in His nail-scarred hand
and rests my weary head
on shoulders that
bore a cross
(07 July 2002)
One good thing about writing is that you have as inexhaustible resources, reality and experiences on one hand; and on the other, dreams and the imagination. The unlimited ways in which one can meld material from these sources with both "measure and madness", reason and emotion, gives possibility to the creation of a vast treasure trove for anyone who comes across it.
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