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Saturday, March 7, 2009

Empty Hands

It's unkind to a poet to only insert a stanza of their work, but due to the general lack of patience that most of us have with poetry, here is only one from a poem I read this morning. It is my prayer during these "what's next?" days.

My spirit bare before Thee stands;
I bring no gift, I ask no sign,
I come to Thee with empty hands,
The surer to be filled from Thine.

Dora Greenwell


  1. I think it's okay to only have a part of a poem. . . it's like the refrain of a song sometimes. :)

  2. ... echoes of

    I have stilled and quieted my soul.
    Like a weaned child with its mother,
    Like a weaned child is my soul within me.

    Ps. 131