Selah—spoken poetry

flesh and blood, we seek to fill the gap, find

solace; immerse in endless streams

to console, mitigate the feeling

we might be alone, or worse              not alone

and have nothing to say worth saying,

too little to offer—

 

do we know, as we are                       we matter?

that God himself became

flesh and blood

 

our solace and endless stream

 

 

THIS POEM APPEARS IN MY BOOK Approach

Available on Amazon

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Published by Dayna E. Mazzuca

Inspiring Pause, because this moment matters

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