_Empty:_ as the word meaning a
glass bottle in Africa.
I'd have my fill;
to the brim of life's expectations.
Expected of the plenty from the very
little I have given.
Life is that empty,
as many are trying at their fill.
On the straight and narrow, of where
it sits.
_Hoping it won't spill._
How tall do you measure your glass
view of life?
Fragile are the moments; tapping on
the taps of glass.
_Hoping it won't crack._
This bottle is what I make of it's fill;
Am I overburdened, or overflowing,
with the cares of the world, or whether
the Holy Spirit?
A question, only with the answer from
within; and as I ask from Him.
Feb 27, 2022
Feb 27, 2022 at 6:53 AM UTC
_Empty:_ as the word meaning a
glass bottle in Africa.
I'd have my fill;
to the brim of life's expectations.
Expected of the plenty from the very
little I have given.
Life is that empty,
as many are trying at their fill.
On the straight and narrow, of where
it sits.
_Hoping it won't spill._
How tall do you measure your glass
view of life?
Fragile are the moments; tapping on
the taps of glass.
_Hoping it won't crack._
This bottle is what I make of it's fill;
Am I overburdened, or overflowing,
with the cares of the world, or whether
the Holy Spirit?
A question, only with the answer from
within; and as I ask from Him.
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