Poetry by Shirley Schieber
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
I got the world
quite backwards
and very upside
down.
I thought that God
should give to me
but it's the other way
around.
I give Him
all my sacrifices
sorrows, hates and fears.
He gives me truth
and peace and love
Eternity, not years
I hid love
in little pockets
in my mind
so I could reach in
at this very time
and find you
there
where
I knew you'd be
and touch you
with a soft
sweet memory
I come to you
in gentle stillness
from the center
of my heart
and hold a flower
of myself
in upturned
outstretched hands
asking you
to look upon
those petals
that seem crushed
or bruised
or fearful to unfold
and touch them
with your tenderness
and love
