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Mary Neagle
Poems
Jul 2015
This Wall.
here I sit
grounded
speaking of who I now am
I am a worker
I will not get off my wall
these hands that shake, fearfully
they will work until they are sore
you can try to pull me down
or shake my foundation
but, no, not me
not this time
its at this moment
when I realize this wall is only for me
the one who knows the truth
who knows the way and life
you can try to climb my wall and join me
but no, that's not how this works
you will crumble
crumble into a pit of endless ruin if you do this alone
don't come to me for help
come to him
he will start a new wall for YOU
you are a worker now
you will work until your hands shake
fearfully
working until you are sore
Thoughts after a missions trip.
#love
#life
#god
#hands
#feet
#jesus
#work
#trip
#missions
Written by
Mary Neagle
Simsbury
(Simsbury)
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