I want to weave words

like spiderweb cords

Catching thoughts

like the mist the morning drops 

displaying gems this vapor life tries to hide

Yet so often thoughts just condensate in my mind

They drip down my cheeks 

stifling the utterance my heart seeks

And so I write,

though words come slowly

though I am not one to speak verbosely

Silence, I’ve learned, can be a strength but also a handicap

And so I write,

because sometimes hieroglyphic feelings need a Rosetta stone map

because I know one way to remember truth is to etch it on a tablet with your own hand

because when I read these Ebenezers, they become a trail of white stones leading me back to Christ the Solid Rock on which I stand

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