(carrie’s harbour)

On January 21, 2013 by Neil


carrie

their voices flow in and out
of her studio
but their spirits remain –
remain
vibrating on the harps of David;

they do not know that their
purples and e-sharps and Broadway aspirations
are fathomed and embraced …
and loved –
deeply, deeply loved –
by the open heart of a tiny Song of Joy;

for their trumpeting and flailing and fluting,
their struggling and straining and staccato
sense of life
is touched over and over and over again …
by the endless heart of God.

 

 

© Neil Lemke and Lemke Poetry World 2012.

Published in Cast Magazine: Christian Quarterly Vol.2 Issue 1 Pg. 2

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