ampoule
09-13-2007, 09:24 AM
Invisible Trapeze
I do not know what I am holding on to,
I cannot see or feel what I grasp,
But somehow it swings me from place to place,
And though I fear the landing,
I do not fall into its protective net.
Is it faith...trusting and expectant?
Is it hope...all rose-colored and propitious?
Is it love...tender and compassionate?
My Faith
My Hope
My Love
is this
That the homely man will hold me close
and wipe away my tears,
That he will keep me and respect me
Swinging
Releasing
Grasping
I have Faith and Hope and Love,
But the greatest of these is LOVE.
amp, December TwentySecond, TwoThousand
I do not know what I am holding on to,
I cannot see or feel what I grasp,
But somehow it swings me from place to place,
And though I fear the landing,
I do not fall into its protective net.
Is it faith...trusting and expectant?
Is it hope...all rose-colored and propitious?
Is it love...tender and compassionate?
My Faith
My Hope
My Love
is this
That the homely man will hold me close
and wipe away my tears,
That he will keep me and respect me
Swinging
Releasing
Grasping
I have Faith and Hope and Love,
But the greatest of these is LOVE.
amp, December TwentySecond, TwoThousand