i stretch my hands toward the sky
and offer my heart in trembling whispers
my love moves upward
a fragile thread of devotion
spun from the fibers of longing
but it does not rest there
it boomerangs back
multiplied beyond my comprehension
like waves crashing against an endless shore
like sunlight breaking through every corner
what i give is small
what is returned is immeasurable
His love fills the hollow spaces
it overflows into the cracks of my soul
melting the walls i built in silence
how can i grasp a love so infinite
that it transforms even absence into joy
it is the echo of every prayer
sent back louder than it left my lips
each pulsation proof that i am seen
i give love in fragments
He returns it in galaxies
this is the miracle
this is the home
i always searched for.
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gray0328 (
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I really can feel your words so deeply. Your poem is a personal journey of faith and love, highlighting the miracles that arise from the act of giving love and the profound returns that come from a divine connection. You emphasize the idea that love can transcend human limitations and fill spiritual voids, ultimately leading to a sense of belonging and home. Well done, my friend🌹
Thank You
Very nicely written a poem of gratitude
Thank You Soren
You are most welcome Gray
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