Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Pearls

I am hungry.
My mind sneaks into thoughts of taco time and smells meat cooking and
Ashamed.
You are what I really want.
I don't always think to think this.
Do You know?

Sometimes, I think I want other things.
Like snap-quick fulfillments,
Desires dunked in sugar and served in seconds.

And then the pangs set in.
The emptiness playing songs in my stomach.
This is what you think you need to survive.
There is so much more.


Jesus.
You are all.
You teach me in the giving.
And as I give,
You lace a string of pearls in my palm.
Undeserved.
Not asked for.
You teach me what I really need.
Love.

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