What if
I had nothing
But a little oil
In a jar?
What if
God
Told me to do
Something ridiculous?
What if
I were to borrow
Jugs and jars
From friends and neighbours?
What if
From my jar
I could fill
Every empty vessel?
What if
With every jug filled
There was always more
In my jar?
What if
I never stopped
Finding and filling
Another empty jar?
What if
The only reason
There’s an empty jug
Is because I stopped pouring?
1 comment:
This is beautiful. Thanks for sharing it. Glad I stumbled upon your blog.
-Laurie
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