A lifetime of determination
Searching
Standing on the cusp of
Discovery
Yet I remained lost
Until You
Saw me in all my phases
The darkest of hours
Kept me
Heard me
Held me
You are the inhalation
Of Life
I feel Your Truth knit the answers
Deep within me
I hold our moments
Cherish Your Love
All the searching I did
Was for not
Because You
Were always with me
And I eternally grateful
That You never left me
About the Creator
Viv C
Words have always been one of my things. I love them. I love to write about any and everything. I don’t like being in one genre, I like to write what I feel and hope that others feel it too.
Capture
Catch the glowing light Within your delicate threads Weaver of the air
By Alyssa Mussoabout 16 hours ago in Poets
Off the Book
It ended like every other stupid idea. Badly, and alone. I’m researching digital confession ethics, he said. A tech ethicist. He gestured at floating data I couldn’t see then pulled out a physical notebook. Actual paper, fountain pen. He held it up like he was showing me scripture.
By Nicky Frankly4 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
Truth knitting the answers, I especially loved that. Such a beautiful poem!