Love is such a humbling thing
Like water, supple and soft
Quiet or talkative
Drink it in you’re sure to be refreshed
Become immersed and you will surely drown
Like love, water comforts as well as strikes
Either as a flood carrying off a mountain
Or slowly carving
Love can humble
But it is met with such opposition
We know we must practice it
But we don’t understand it at all
Subconsciously we resist it
And like the mountains
We are carved into
Poems
by Andy Wagner
by Natalie Plumb
Just pray.
Love spoke. At first it whispered, its cursive echoing off the pages. Trembles of sound tickling the eardrum and giving life to the eyes. The crescendo of our united voices overcame me. I let it all go. Every fear, every strife. All worry, all hatred. Go. Leave only peace. And as we sang, we prayed.
Tags: Prayer
by Andy Wagner
Let the tear hit the ground
It’s done now, and there’s no going back
The only way up is kneeling down
Bow before guillotine
In those moments before death
What we call life
We just stare at the ground
Knowing it’s our fate
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