Vessel

Vessel

I am a Vessel
Cold and Bleak
My Colours may be Vivid
Or cracked and fading,
Yet Within I Hold Treasure Inexpressibly Valuable,
Wisdom Beyond Discernment,
Grace Beyond Comprehending,
Peace that Passes Understanding,
Love that Exists Eternally,
Unfettered and Unconditional,
Simply Waiting to be Poured Out.

~Morgan~
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12 Comments

    1. 🙂 I am happy 🙂 It is a wonderful sensation, knowing you are filled by such beauty that longs to pour itself out to others. I see that in your poems every day!

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