Broken
Broken and cracked
Proverbs 18:14
14 A person’s spirit sustains him through sickness—
but who can bear a crushed spirit?
Spiritual sickness ... what a thought?
Who can recognize it?
What are the symptoms ... where the cure?
What medicine to prescribe it?
Who would be the doctor ... who to turn too?
Or what if I don’t feel sick?
Many questions ... just one answer
and that the conscience picks.
If it is broken ... can I feel it?
Does it concentrate my attention?
Nothing else matters now
and gone is all pretension
I know for sure that I’m helpless
just the fact ... that I fell apart.
There is a hunger to be healed
deep in the desires of my heart.
Jan Wienen
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