Empty, Full or Satisfied

“The full soul loathes a honeycomb, but to the hungry every bitter thing is sweet.” Pr 27:6


Rain falls on parched land

The sound of it comforts

Healing and restoring all that is withered

It quiets my restless soul

Rain beats down on sated land

Pouring into streets

Rushing its way into houses

As foundations crumble

And rooms are stained

With remnants of too-soon memories

The same rain heals and destroys

Is there not one who does not need healing

The place God is found so all else can go


Five Minute Friday








About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on medium.com. My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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4 Responses to Empty, Full or Satisfied

  1. Oh, Mary! Those last two lines made me stop. Completely. The truth speaks silent shouts. Thank you for capturing such poignant words. Beautiful. Your FMF neighbor (#50). Have a restful weekend.


  2. blaaklistwriters says:

    Hi, Mary. What a thoughtful post about the extreme qualities of water. Such an interesting take on the word “heal.” THIS: “The sound of it comforts Healing and restoring all that is withered It quiets my restless soul”
    So nice to meet you,
    Shauna (Your neighbour down the street in FMF#55. 🙂


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