One Page Sermons in Verse
My best work comes late at night or early in the morning
when sleep is hovering
and it feels like too much trouble
to find a pen and paper
and turn on the lights.
And the thoughts are so good and so clear
that I am totally sure that I will remember them forever.
But sleep impinges on my memory
and they float away like wispy clouds
or leaves in a quiet stream.
So many of my best works are lost
and only snippets remain in the works I eventually sit down to write.
But maybe they are not really lost,
for I know
and God knows
and, in fact, what I learn about the two of us
in those moments
is far more important
than anything I could share with anyone else.
(c) Deb Luther Teagan - March 2017
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