Dec '23 in Blog
The tiny grief of tea
The tiny grief of tea
The day's last sun is seen
And other,
endless, saddening,
moments come and go
Yet life's,
eternal, ever-present,
joy has never failed me.
A little poem for you and GOD this morning, which came to me as I, for a silly moment, grieved a last sip. Realising soon after, that like the tea or the sun, it's always me, not I, that goes away.
GOD never leaves me. I leave GOD.
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The tiny grief of tea
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