Friday 15 March 2024

Too much and not enough of this God

I am NOTHING

in light of His everything-ness 


I WEEP

He is too much, I am undone


I EXIST 

by the providence and plan of a Divine One


To be colloquial,

I eh able nah

When I think about the vastness of my God

I exist, yet I am nothing, I weep for He is soo much.


- cocoaTea.poetry




composed 26.8. 2023

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