I’m not sure what happened…I posted this poem yesterday, but this morning it was gone.
Maybe a monster came and ate it.
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As your light is breaking thru,
Exposing lies I thought were true,
Darkness that I thought was light,
Blindness that I thought was sight,
Old things that I thought were new.
Shining into hidden places,
Shattered dreams and squandered graces,
With deepest truths that surpass
The edges of religion’s masks
Covering my many faces.
Yet I find a strange relief,
Your truth is my delusion’s thief.
No longer do I have to hide
Behind my damning, foolish pride,
Grace supplants my sad fig leaf.
“Grace supplants my sad fig leaf.”
Wow… penetrating thought.
Thanks, Tony.
Thanks for stopping by and taking the time to comment.
Shalom