Sunday, March 04, 2007

XXVII: There's a hole

There’s a hole in my heart –
It helps my life-blood flow.

There’s a hole in my head –
It lets in fresh air.

There’s a hole in my soul –
It’s open and waiting for You.
Posted by at 11:53 AM
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2 comments:

Jim Swindle said...

Thank God for those holes.
They let the life flow through.

Thanks for the poem. I love how you use simplicity and whimsy while communicating the profound.

5:45 PM
BunnyGirl said...

I'm with Jim, it's why I love to visit this blog. There's always something here that speaks to me.

7:36 AM

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