an original poem…


Depth

Heighth

Width

None can separate me from Your love.

These things that are finite can’t begin to touch the infinite

That which is measurable attempting to contain that which is not

No box can hold, no chain can bind

That which is so great that my feeble mind

Can’t even begin to fathom, feel, relate

I can only stand and let the wave of Your grace

Overwhelm me, consume me, recreate and change me

Chuck Harris 2010

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