Can you really see me?
Is my life not but a glass house,
an open book for your omnipotent eyes
from which I cannot hide nor run away
because you are everything
you know my path
and I trust you.
@laurie kolp
Prompt inspiration: Poets United Thursday Think Tank, Imaginary Garden with Real Toads (Epistle poem)
16 comments:
simple but true…
Yes, we can run but we can't hide from the Prime Creator.
Lovely prose.
Every important that trust
I love the glasshouse metaphor.. well-played Laurie
He can see the windows to our soul.
And that last line is lovely ~
Without the last line, without the trust, the glass house would be too scary to contemplate, wouldn't it?
(I love that you have an illustration. Bonus!)
— K
Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel
How true! And you've stated it all so simply. I think you're talking about how you can't hide anything from god.
Beautiful. :-)
Very well done Laurie.
Wonderful words, which relate so well to the visual element of your post. This is a thought-provoking message to send out to someone.
Thought-provoking and well expressed.
Excellent...
stapled maples
well written!
d ♥
love is built upon trust. and with that we lay our souls bare for our partners, life enters a glasshouse. everything done or said is open to see. only love can bring such feelings. beautiful creative poem.
I don't want to get all the believers' rage directed my way, but being a non-belliever and reading this is absolutely terrifying! Really nice write, Lauri!
I love the insightful look into your thoughts~ Powerful; well done~
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