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Thursday, September 15, 2011

Life is a Glass House








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:

  1. Yes, we can run but we can't hide from the Prime Creator.
    Lovely prose.

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  2. I love the glasshouse metaphor.. well-played Laurie

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  3. He can see the windows to our soul.

    And that last line is lovely ~

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  4. 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

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  5. How true! And you've stated it all so simply. I think you're talking about how you can't hide anything from god.

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  6. Wonderful words, which relate so well to the visual element of your post. This is a thought-provoking message to send out to someone.

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  7. 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.

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  8. 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!

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  9. I love the insightful look into your thoughts~ Powerful; well done~

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