Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Painless


Can a life that feels no pain
Be taught to suffer?

Can a belly that has never ached
Learn to fill those who hunger?

I am surrounded by the richest of Love's treasures;
My man, my children, my family
How long have you given them?

Yet, I rest in the
All-consuming joy of my Savior.

And I wait here, and
Pray in my comfort-

Lord break my heart,
Before life comes to
Break it for me.

While the choice is mine,
I beg for a heart like Yours.

4 comments:

Lilibeth said...

This is an amazing use of both prompts--choice and wait--and a beautiful poem in its own right.

"Lord break my heart,
Before life comes to
Break it for me."

This little piece says so much even all by itself.

Amity said...

Being able to experience pain could make us realize what life is!

This is such a touching poem Carina!

Good morning...:)

oldegg said...

What beautiful words to snap us out of our apathy.

Roshelle said...

"Lord break my heart,
Before life comes to
Break it for me."

Very raw line, indeed. Loved the poem.