Tears
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God, who never gives us more than we can bear…will always make a way for our over-whelmed souls to find relief. Amen. And we press-on.
He said…
he awoke…to find…
Tears…
streaming… his face
and wondered, but
even more than that…
yearned…to recall
the dream? the vision…?
that place…
Where his…
well-built, secure…
impenetrable …dam
which received and harnessed
the compiled agony…of
all…digested pains…
all his life…
had begun to …fissure.
Tears…
from sleeping eyes…ran…
free of constraint
billowing forth from pent-up…sores…
unhampered by objections
escaping from, alas…a man!
Waters…
which only once before
in his entire living
so long ago yet, while awake
…had he bore.
And…
he pressed to remember
the…local
not consciously…no, never
consciously…!
but to imagine that
unconscious moment’s ember
When God…
in His Great Mercy…reached
releasing the grievous
accumulation of cruel,
oppressive, stagnated…
waves …
ere…that which his soul
could no longer bear
…Tears
Ps 126:5, Ps 56:8, Ps 30:5
©jmsbell 9/03/22
Copyright © Joyce Bell | Year Posted 2025
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