Saturday, December 18, 2010

contributed by Elli

Am I a full hotel?

Focused on strangers that don’t stay long

Lots of doors and


In place of a stable

Do I fill up rooms with arrogance and pride

And have no space for learning

Lock the door on grace

And leave out love?

Have I been booked with busy-ness

And not penciled in silence and stillness

Too occupied with accumulating

To realize the miracle

Could be happening

In me?

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