Pearl 2
There is so much me in me
That wants to fling itself out to the world
In colorful bursts
Like beads or candy in a parade
To be caught by the open-armed open-mouthed crowd
That catches and clutches and teases and tramples
And always leaves me empty and aching to be filled.
Oh that I would rather pour me out
Endlessly and steadily into the open hands of my Father
And let him reshape me
Adding life
And light
And salt
And let him keep me full
While he portions out himself in me
In perfect pearly parcels
To be caught and treasured by an open-hearted few.
All I have to offer is me.
All he has to offer is mine.
All I have to offer is his.
All I have to offer is him.
–erinrmsocha 5-7-2020
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