March 26, 2010

My heart fell because I knew that I failed again.
And then you caught it, and brought it to where I could open and try to love.
I'm sorry for the thousand times my pride gets in the way.
Somehow amid my groping, listless returns, you lift my heart and let it beat for you.
Every beat, every breath - for you, my Lord.


Liz said...

Amen. And he forgives us, and forgives, again and again. :)

Kay said...

Either this is very beautiful poetry... or Explosions in the Sky is good music to read poems by, because I like this and understand this very much.

Of course, maybe both are true.


Micah E. said...

This feels like it rhymes, even though it doesn't.
And not in a cheesy rhyme kind of way.
I suppose what I mean is, this feels very poetic.

Hayley said...