Thrills, a Poem

Patrick Pierce - Poem

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Hollow, empty spaces
All the world so wide
Distraction filling silence
While the soul abides.

The ego dances freely
With the vapid little thrills
Temptations on the cutting edge
Yet older than the hills.

We put ourselves atop
Above the petty rest
Never clear enough to see
What we\’ve made second best.

For if God were really up there
There\’d be no suffering or loss
He would not permit it,
Just ask Him, on the cross.

– Patrick Pierce

 

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12 years ago

[…] Over the Rhine and Into the Tiber Breathing Catholic in the Shenandoah Valley – Regina Magazine Thrills, a Poem – Patrick Pierce, Catholic Stand Appeasement Back in Fashion – D. R. McClarey, The American […]

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[…] Hollow, empty spaces All the world so wide Distraction filling silence While the soul abides. The ego dances freely With the vapid little thrills Temptations on the cutting edge Yet older than the hills. We put ourselves atop Above the petty rest Never clear enough to see What we’ve made …read more […]

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