Hole

[Anglican]

You start out on a journey
Not knowing where it goes
You hope that it will turn out well
Whatever life will throw
But still your walk is empty
No matter what you gain
An aching hole is in your heart
A constant nagging pain.

The world is not the answer
It's riddled with disease
And we are part of Adams fall
A master hard to please
The only way is Jesus
He is the missing part
Ask Him now to come on in
To be your beating heart.

 

[stephen]

I like you poem. Thanks for writing.

 

[strawberry]

Neat poem. Well said.