Beyond mere Phrases

a thousand poems later…
still searching for the words,
many rhymes are passing
without their story – heard.

ink never fills the page,
for there's still empty places,
resting in the shadows,
with nothing to fill the spaces.

life season's come and go…
leaving stains to embrace,
we can use their colours
or let them hit our face.

written on a broken heart,
is the message of God's hope,
not simply an empty phrase,
for it has a deeper scope.

a thousand moments later…
still living in God's strength,
resting in His refuge
(as) love goes to any length.