I love it... and I love so much of it. In so few words you have said so much...
I didn't catch the double meaning of the title until I had read the poem... at least to me it was a double meaning. One meaning being that of exchange and the other being that of kind of canceling out the x change... because it isn't equal and never will be. We give Him so little and He gives us back so much.
I also really liked your use of "i" rather than I. Showing that we are so small and insignificant compared to His power and glory and kindness to us.
And is this morsel ever yummy! No, it's not a bad trade. Not bad at all. One day in seven, one penny in ten, one Savior for a measly me... Incredible returns. And he makes it rain when I can't cry-- he loves me best, I know it. But the remarkable thing is, I think everybody feels the same way. Awesome!
I like your poem very much. All those "h's", "m's" and "f's"-- a euphony of splendor, and parallel to boot! --Charlie
allegorically divine. .. .
and what shall we do for the least of these? its miraculous, nothing short of that, that he took our filth in exchange for beauty. ...
stones. .. .hearts of stone, stoned as believers. ...stone ground into meal. .. dust. . .. sand...ashes. .. .
we offer so little and get so much. ..
transcendent
graced. ..
amen
ness
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Powerful and thought-provoking message accentuated by its brevity. Very well done -- Alan
I didn't catch the double meaning of the title until I had read the poem... at least to me it was a double meaning. One meaning being that of exchange and the other being that of kind of canceling out the x change... because it isn't equal and never will be. We give Him so little and He gives us back so much.
I also really liked your use of "i" rather than I. Showing that we are so small and insignificant compared to His power and glory and kindness to us.
Cryssa
God bless you. Kathy
I like your poem very much. All those "h's", "m's" and "f's"-- a euphony of splendor, and parallel to boot! --Charlie
and what shall we do for the least of these? its miraculous, nothing short of that, that he took our filth in exchange for beauty. ...
stones. .. .hearts of stone, stoned as believers. ...stone ground into meal. .. dust. . .. sand...ashes. .. .
we offer so little and get so much. ..
transcendent
graced. ..
amen
ness
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.