Saturday, January 26, 2008

Poem...

The Wounded Soul

Oh, the wounded soul can
doubt too rashly
fall too quickly
drown too easily
ache too deeply

but oh, the wounded soul can
long so immensely
look so earnestly
hope so valiantly
seek so vehemently

There is healing for the wounded soul
who will but seek it
even with a fumbling heart and hands

He will come with the surgeon's tools
and the ache will bring about
a sweet and lovely relief
in time
and time again

Luke 11:9-10
"So I say to you: Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened.

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The best wounds are the wounds of a soldier who is fighting for love. The weapons are invisible but mighty. The wounds deep but beautiful. Just look at the Savior's wrists

7 comments:

Sue said...

Did you write that poem, Manuela? It's beeyootiful.

Thank you for posting it.

Miss Mark said...

This really encouraged my soul. Thank you!

Kent said...

That really is beautiful Manuela.

Thanks to you and Mike for the great time together last night also.

Manuela said...

Thanks Sue!! I did write it

All-- I'm having a greyish day( like it is outside) and these comments are a little spark-- thanks.

Sue said...

Well, then, yo got talent, girl

Jennifer said...

Adding another praise of your poem....it touches my soul too.

Stephen O. said...

Great poem!!