Question In Me
I've asked myself many times
'What it is inside?'
'What is it I feel I just, NEED to get out?' Almost gives me a feeling as though
I'll burst if I don't let it escape me.
With that said,
I've searched within myself countless times
And found not one
Specific feeling to express.
It's more like, FEELING, in general,
May be the harbored in hiding.
So I ask myself, why.
Expression is limitless.
There are countless
Different ways to express.
If that is, you know WHAT it is
The feeling within me,
Seems to come from a deeper place.
One I've accepted without true sight,
Loved without touch,
And actually HEARD through feeling.
Feelings spoken without words.
It is the love of the Lord.
My love for the Lord.
It's burning in me, every day.
To do right.
To stay true.
To keep myself open for Him to guide me.
The feeling is almost a yearning
To KNOW the love deeper.
Yearning to spread the love throughout life.
I guess that's why I struggle
With how to express it.
Something so beautiful,
So intimate and true.
Can it ever be described?
Is it ever meant to be?
Or is it that each of us
On our own
Must come to this finding
And decide to embrace it
Or pass it off as something else.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Meri (126.96.36.199) -- Friday, February 14 2014, 03:23 am|
Enjoying this read. It was like you were talking out loud here.
|Shan (188.8.131.52) -- Friday, February 14 2014, 11:43 am|
That's exactly what it is
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