John Puckett Poet Free verse

And Can There Be

And can there be another place
Where love and kindness find their space
A place where carefulness controls
Where tricks and treachery
Fall in holes
And smoothness paves 
The daily paths
Of those 
Who have no sense of ease,
Whose struggles never seem to cease?

Yes, indeed, there is a place
Where hopes and future have a face.
Not made of things not merely matter
Not loads and loads of useless chatter.

True hope is real
In reach of all 
Whose voices call
Confessing need
And then proceed
To trust that love
That holy love
Of precious, precious Jesus.

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Oliver Mckeithan February 14, 2025 at 2:34 PM Well written. He is our hope and the light of the world. John Puckett February 15, 2025 at 4:09 AM Thank you, Oliver. It's such a privilege to write about Jesus.