I didn't try
And certainly neither did you.
How did our lives
Become so intertwined?
Tell me if you know.
How did my love
Grow so deep?
When did that happen?
You were not my friend.
You were her friend.
When did you become mine?
How did our lives
Become so intertwined?
Tell me if you know.
All I know is that it happened.
Somewhere as we walked our paths, they intersected.
We hardly noticed each other walking the same path
Until tragedy struck.
It was then I noticed, you were my friend.
It was then I noticed, how deeply you cared.
It was then I noticed, we were walking together.
Now your hand is in mine
And I cannot let go.
We walk this path together
Hand in hand and side by side.
Your heart pumps blood into mine.
Your blood runs through my veins.
Your words feed my soul.
Your tears run down my face.
Your passion ignites my fire
Your love pours out my heart.
How did that ever happen?
Tell me if you know.
Author notes
Sort of a continuation of my poem "together." Like "together" this is about and friend but could easily be applied to Jesus. I think that is true about a true Christian friend. A true Christian friend is so Christ-like that it is not possible to distinguish Jesus from your friend. Your friend's admirable qualities and what your friend does for you come from Jesus and His love. When lives are intertwined there is true Christian fellowship, true community, true oneness.
My prayer is not for them alone. I pray also for those who will believe in me through their message, that all of them may be one, Father, just as you are in me and I am in you. May they also be in us so that the world may believe that you have sent me. John 17:20 - 21
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REALLY GOOD POEM, GREAT SHOW OF EMOTION!!!!!AWESOMENESSNow your hand is in mine
And I cannot let go.
We walk this path together
Hand in hand and side by side.
Your heart pumps blood into mine.
Your blood runs through my veins.
Your words feed my soul.
Your tears run down my face.
Your passion ignites my fire
Your love pours out my heart.
How did that ever happen?
Tell me if you know.
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I loved this. the emotion gave me the picture of sadness. the aura gave me still a sad feeling. but i liek sadness for it is the onyl true emotion. this is a great write. description tells a story and i loved it. Love it all




