Needles of Thought
by Marijo Phelps Needles of thought prick my head Until even the sawdust of my brain Must respond. Through threads of memories Tightly woven and interwoven The tiny dart probes. In and out so fast that I barely have time to focus Upon the tapestry they continue to weave. I regret only That my hands are not quicker To draw the picture in writing That the flashing needles of thought Embroider endlessly Upon my mind. My blog is: http://myincrediblelord.blogspot.com/ (C) Marijo Phelps all rights reserved. Use with proper credits. About Self Saved by His grace in 1974, from 9 years of professing atheism into His loving arms. RN for 23 years, missionary with YWAM then statistical analyst for Every Home for Christ over 9 years. Living with my husband in the middle of a mountain meadow. GRIN! Wanting to spread the good news Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |
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