Choosing Lonliness
Alone.
Lying on rusty springs in the dry cold of an old home.
This corner of Minnesota has little to say about who I am,
Other than the emptiness of my life.
God speaks to me everyday.
I listen when I feel like it.
Life is roses, I don’t need God.
Pedals fall, I run from Him.
I know little of Christ’s fulfillment.
Today I want nothing of this Life.
Copyright © Guy E Smith | Year Posted 2008
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