It has been a while since I posted anything. It is not that life has been boring and uninteresting, just that I have not felt like writing! That is a serious confession from someone who consider themsleves a writer!
Broken
A passion burns within my heart
That words fail to describe
I yearn to find a better way
To show you what's inside
A priceless jar, with precious oil
Held in my trembling hand
I break and empty at your feet
And know you'll understand
As fragments fall, I'm broken too
And what's inside spills out
That you accept this worship act
I have no cause to doubt
The jar cannot be mended or
What was inside restored
I cannot claim the treasure back
Upon your feet I poured
A sweet and fragrant perfume now
Pervades this holy place
And You, the source of my delight
Will meet me face to face
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