21. Her Cup Never Ran Dry
no matter how weary
she kept pouring
but her cup never ran dry, for God
no matter how weary
she kept pouring
but her cup never ran dry, for God
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When my hope fades
and all my dreams die,
and I find no answer
by asking the Lord why,
Lenora,
I loved this poem which you wrote.
It is very encouraging as it uses a big picture perspective.
Great job.
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Time, if I had all the time in the world I would have absolutely nothing.
It is not time itself that makes your life worth something.
In the time that I have, I will be kinder, gentler, and more giving.
This poem speaks to to me, I've lost my wife she wants a divorce and I'm doing my best to earn a second chance.
This poem says everything I want to say to my wife. I don't know when I'll...
I stand in a stream of madness
And take a moment to still my fears.
In the aisles of dreams and sadness,
You were there throughout the years.
If I provoke a smile, hear laughter rise,
Bring a sparkle into someone's eyes,
If I ease the loneliness of one soul,
Wipe away a tear, a broken heart console,
What are miracles, from where do they
come?
How do we trust what we can't see
or touch?
We are never finished products,
No matter how long we live.
There's always something we can add,
Like learning to forgive.
A new day is beginning.
Burnt orange hues
Color the distant skies.
Dew drops, a glistening symphony
Travelers in the Sea of Life,
being guided by worry and strife,
floating rudderless toward desperate straights,
drifting aimlessly towards whatever awaits,
To my dear friends,
The memories we left behind
Are still fresh on my mind.
How God crossed our paths!
Analysis of Form and Technique
There was a shepherd who fell fast asleep
So there was no one to see to his sheep.
The sheep were delighted, freedom at last
Followed the leader and ran away fast.
I love this poem. I send blessings to you, Beryl. The words mean so much for me, because I know that we are the sheep and also the shepherd. We need but recall our Spiritual Father, "God,"...
Although you can't see your way today,
Tomorrow holds unrevealed blessings
That you don't know about.
Life is but a vapor
Life is but a mist
We are merely moving shadows
At best, we are a breath