Life Between the Lines
Out of the corner of my eye I see a man sitting
From the edge of his beard hangs a morsel of something that was
His eyes seem to be focused on the book in his hands
It seems as old as him, but without the furrows of pain on its brow
It's pages lighten the countenace of its reader; as though to bring life
But as the light fades so does the hope it gives
Because letters are just letters, strung together to form logic
Words are just words, forged out of a neccessity to communicate
Pages are just pages that create a platform to express
But as the man turns the page, his face brightens again; hope renewed
The light shines brighter than before, darkness dispelled
Letters ar not just letters, words are not just words, pages are not what they seem
Behind the words there is hope and between the lines there is life
As the man continues to read, the light does not go out; it never will
"For your word has given me life" - Ps 119:50
09/03/2011
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