roar
Posted: February 27th, 2010 | Filed under: life | Tags: grace | 7 Comments »the well within her is deep
countless lovers leave her cheap
the goat wants to be a sheep
failure’s seeds. pain’s harvest reap
bundles stacked up in a heap
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she draws water for her tongue
like the kill she’s almost strung
her book of songs is unsung
lost from dreams to which she clung
once a child, but never young
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He’s here now, making her think
His glory, showing her stink
sin writes with permanent ink
He can tell she’s on the brink
from His well, offers a drink
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drink from me. thirst no more
I’ll transform the weeds you bore
you’re my daughter, not a whore
rest while I settle the score
beasts can growl, but I can roar
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inspired by the woman at the well in John 4.








