We fuss and flail
and hide our faults,
working hard
to break down
heaven’s door,
impervious to the truth:
for the humble of heart,
fences and doors
exist no more.
Humble always reminds me of the beatitudes The way is narrow, but we can open the door. I love the expressive words of feelings in your poetry. Lucid, clear & meaningful.
true that is 🙂
Thanks for the comment. Peace! –Dennis
Preach on. Really like this one.
Hey, bud! Gracias.
Humble always reminds me of the beatitudes The way is narrow, but we can open the door. I love the expressive words of feelings in your poetry. Lucid, clear & meaningful.
Thanks for your thoughtful reply. I don’t think the beatitudes get enough “press.”
i have found something i wish to remain with – thanks Dennis
Indrajit