Looking back
I keep looking back
Get out of Sodom
We were told.
Go.
Leave.
Leave now.
My Spirit has gone from there.
But I keep looking back
sobbing,
salt tears,
til I can no longer walk.
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3 comments:
How heart-wrenching (in a good way). :)
Sometime these just come popping out. This one happened as I was writing a grocery list (go figure).
I hated writing poetry when I was in high school. But now, every once in a while, a poem just happens. I think it might be the Holy Spirit. Or maybe I'm learning to listen to the gifts God gave me. :-)
I think it's a little of both. :)
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