Photography by Jason Evans
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Linking with Verse Escape for the Friday Flash 55 hosted by the utterly amazing Joy!
Thank you Joy for inspiring us!
Come join us writers!
“The greatest tragedy in life is not death, but a life
without purpose.”
~ Myles Munroe
I could not have known there was a certain mercy in empty
hands
Like a vase ready for meadow flowers
Hollowed like a silver maple
Awaiting something more
All the wreckage
That stole so much from my heart
After the winter’s freeze
Gave way to new growth
Flowers that now sit upon my dinner table.
©
Carrie Van Horn 2020
I love the opening line, and the vase, empty and waiting, finally filled. This is wise and full of the knowledge which we only seem to learn through loss. Yet still, a precious gift. Thanks so much for joining us this weekend, Carrie.
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful, Carrie. I especially love the "certain mercy in empty hands."
ReplyDeleteThe photography and poetry are enchanting. Wreckage is incredibly painful ... no mater where, when or how.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem, Carrie.
ReplyDeleteI agree with all, especially Joy - that opening line is a poem all in itself ~
ReplyDeleteOh, I love this. Especially that first line. "mercy in empty hands" powerful!
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