…His compassions do not fail. —Lamentations 3:22
When I am lost,
wandering the hard
terrain of pain
in this world
or trapped within
the mumbling maze
of my own despair,
even when my words
fail and only grumblings
and moanings escape,
any prayer, however
ineloquent, becomes
a melody, beautiful
in the surrendered-
knowing that God
is there welcoming
the longings of my
aching soul.
—C.L. Fisher, August 2021
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Poetic Meanderings 