We never know where your tandem will take us
Victor or villain, foot-loose, fancy-free
Sometimes you carry us; sometimes you break us
Sometimes in your wanting we wander aimlessly
Here we employ our un-uttered soul-searching
Intangible channels where heart-rending force
Of reckon and reason, of healing and hurting
Hurl through our being in rampant discourse
Here we can hold what life tears from our fingers
Comfort and sorrow keenly coalesce
Here we are bold; as our honesty lingers
Long on the words only you can finesse
Illiterate scholar, flash-fancies of genius
Convict, judicature and chancellor of jot
Fathom on fathom on fathom within us
Passionate, paramount presence; our thought
© Janet Martin
You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, because they trust in you.Isa. 26:3
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