Thursday
Feb212008
In 15 Words or Less Poems

Mist at the Crossroads
Stop or go?
Blinking into the mist;
Drenched by degrees
I debate.
Hosted each Thursday at laurasalas.
Compare yourself with those who on the Lord’s Day hear nothing except the dismal sound of the world. What a privilege it is for you to hear the proclamation of the gospel!Bakker, Frans.
Mist at the Crossroads
Stop or go?
Blinking into the mist;
Drenched by degrees
I debate.
Hosted each Thursday at laurasalas.
Reader Comments (2)
Mist? Today I could be drenched by freezing rain, if I REALLY wanted to.
I liked this at Laura's...and seeing it again at the point of origin, I'm once again cast into that pensive state (it's a gray day here, too).