Ericka Clay

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POETRY

“Heart Once Dark” read by Ericka Clay.

Inner sanctum,
I’m invited,
and what bright
light from
a heart once
dark.

Could it be
that all your
Teachings
aren’t mine to
pile and play
With like poker
Chips
but to make
A real profit,
An extension,
A forever loan
To those who
Need you,
And know you,
On one level,
and looking forward
To the next?


“Wrists and Ankles” read by Ericka Clay.

There is so much I want to say —
To type in a small, inch-like
breadth
where I could offer my failures
in an unfailing paragraph,
And watch You wipe
them all away.

But sometimes,
the ink still penetrates,
a remembered shadow
of all the things said
and done, the thick
strap grasping my ankles
As I walk closer and closer
to Your freeing hand.

So here they are, wrists
And ankles,
And all the words
I’ll never say,
But You’ve always
Known from
the moment
You set my life to
the tick of Your
time — here, now
forever,
and ever.

Amen.


Ericka Clay writes raw, real, relatable poetry that points to Jesus. You can read her recent work and download her free books at erickaclay.com.


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