I actually wrote this a few weeks ago...not really sure why I feel compelled to share it now, but here it is.
THE TWO FRIENDS
Nobody told me that you two were friends,
Or even that you know each other.
I don’t think that I’ve even
ever seen you both together.
One of you rips, and tears,
and gnaws at my flesh.
You cover my eyes, and heat my breath.
You come in without warning,
and take without asking.
All the while the other is watching
and waiting to catch my eye.
Wanting to show me the beauty of her face
and the depth of his grace.
Do you have come together?
Not one without the other?
Because I’d only invite one of you
if I could.
Better yet, just leave me alone,
and leave me to my simple life.
We were doing just fine
without or your company, your curse, your blessing.
I’ll admit that I don’t know
what you talk about when I’m not there,
or why on many of the gifts I’ve gotten
are written both of your names.
It can’t be that you serve the same master
or that to know one you must know the other.
Isn’t it funny how this dance is danced?
and how his banquet is served.
For my master has prepared for me one of his many rooms,
satisfied my hunger, and quenched my thirst.
And though I have been made anew,
I still beg for the scraps that fall from his table.
Maybe one of you knows the answer to the question:
What is easier for the Son of Man to do?
To say “Your sins are forgiven.”
or “Take up your bed and walk.”
What’s easier isn’t always as important,
or necessary I guess,
But still it’s easier,
than having both of you around.
Aaron.
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Thank you, Aaron
Cyndi
Poetry says something to the poet and something to the reader. Thanks for sharing from your inner self these words.
Love, Mom Barrett
Aaron,
Just letting you know I'm thinking of you and praying for you today. I will try and call you tonight.
Blessings.
Nathan
Aaron,
Thanks for sharing your heart. Didn't know you were a writer. Hope getting that poem out gives you some release.
Wish we could be with you.
Desiree
Mr. Guzman,
wow, that pome was simply amazing. I write pomes of how i feel but i have never writen any thing like yours it was just awsome. We are all praying for you and we all love you. once again i liked your pome.
gabby atwell
Touching. Hope you feel His comforting touch tonight.
Aaron, 3:35 A.M. Wow, you are getting as bad a I. Am I the only one who notices the time in which people send their messages? I know, sometimes it is a must, but stop that! You'll go crazy with out your rest! Just look at me, what an example. HA HA. I had to read you heart felt poem several times and then another time for good measure. To me, it has depth on so many levels, depending on the readers thoughts at the time. Everytime I read it, I came away with something new, a new perspective. I hope you are taking my advice (and I'm sure, alot of others advice), and you are writting. Write as much as time allows about anything and everything. Who knows you might make your fortune as a book writer/song writer. We can say, "we knew you when". What a thought...thought...thought. Now, I will say good night. God Bless you and Kari. Hanging in there with you, Love Kim R-G from Riverside
P.S. A big thanks to the people who came up with the "word verification" idea and the one who typed in all the crazy letters on all the blogs, going back to the beginning, or is it a random computer "thing". The SPAM did feel like a violation of something beautiful. I bit like graffiti on a painting. A great big THANKS.
Suzannah, You are one of, the people to thank for the suggestion of the word verification. I had to go back to your post to get your name. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU.
Loved your poem and so glad you chose to share it with so many. You poured your heart out. Just another of the many talents God has blessed you with. You and Kari are in our prayers continuously. East Peoria Free Methodist Church(IL) loves you both. Keep the faith Aaron & Kari. We know you will.
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