Short Drawstring Poems

Levels horizontally fixed
angles of light are tightly fit
geometrically spaced slats
fragmenting our perception flat

Narrowed slits squinted view
awkward sight for most in lewd
unaware of drawstring near
lifting veils vision clear.....

Trapped below the shadow of self
angled heights obscuring shelf
empty pantry up above
as lower self continues shove...

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I am but one sinner, but the greatest of them all...

The worlds biggest ocean could never hold my sins and if you tied the world up into a
drawstring bag, it would make no difference; my sins would overflow.

You are my God and Saviour, the One who died for many...

Though the sins of Your people be many and their flesh only death, they are no match for
thee and Your grace, no time can erase the moment You saved.

Your mercy is pure, unending and forever.


(c) January 18, 2007...

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