Poem: Fallen

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Joined in 2012
July 11, 2012, 18:38


When I bow my head to pray

At the end of a same old day.

I collapse.

Why have I fallen?

Just let me love

In a long embrace.

Mags Alden, July 11, 2012

Ann Maree
Joined in 2008
July 11, 2012, 20:22

That's beautiful, Mags. I can imagine it put to music. 🙂

Sometimes the simplest things say it all.


Ann Maree

Joined in 2012
July 11, 2012, 20:54

Awesome poem! Poetry is a true expression of oneself so keep it up 🙂

Take care & God bless,


Joined in 2012
July 12, 2012, 10:35

You wrote what I feel

Thank you

It was written of Jesus that He was a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief (Isaiah 53:3)


He was to be subject to various kinds of calamity, and that it was to be a characteristic of his life that he was familiar with it. He was intimate with it. He knew it personally; he knew it in others. He lived in the midst of scenes of sorrow, and be became intimately acquainted with its various forms, and with its evils


He knows your pain

You have taken account of my wanderings; Put my tears in Your bottle. Are they not in Your book? Pslam 56:8

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