What If
What if, I could not see, would
you sight the tree of life, for my
being beauty, against the
nurtured lands.
What if, I could not hear, would
you listen, to the calmness, of
the sea, to break it through.
What if, I could not touch,
would you be, my hands, of a
soft silky pillow, to embrace
me.
What if, I could not walk, would
you be, that crutch, under-
wing, to head me to triumph,
along the sand, one on one.
What if, I could not cry, would
you, shed my tears, among
yours, to drown them, in a
whirl-pool.
What if, I had A broken heart,
would you be, the one to heal,
it's pain, and nurse it back to
health, with a band aid.
What if, I was hungry, would
you be, the one to feed, this
starving soul, in A hopeful
need, to guidance.
Just what if, I say to let it, all
go, and hand Jesus the wheel...
NUFF LUV to everyone who's doubted
The power of our Lord Jesus Christ, for he
Is Our rock, and savior to everlasting life,
I adore thee....Amen
Carma Reed
June 3rd, 2012
Copyright © Carma Sanderson | Year Posted 2012
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