God has an immense love for you
and it is evidenced in the impossible-
A source of patience that trickles through the cracks in my heart
and flows out in little loving gestures
I am prompted to do to reach out to you.
Even though you pull away in pain,
my heart aches as much for you as it does for me
and the water keeps on coming.
Sometimes I try to stop the flow
I ignore your need and struggles,
selfishly seal up the fissures with my fear,
but around my will, the water goes.
Sometimes I feel the source is dwindling,
and patience only comes drop by drop.
But each one comes straight from heaven
as God erodes the stubborn pieces of my heart of rock.
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