The following poem was ignited by some words of Oswald Chambers’ in his marvellous devotional My Utmost for His Highest. It came to fruition while wandering between rows of desks while young people slaved at exam texts:
delight
delight, i hear
a word, a life
dedicated to
being
delight, i hear
a place, a life
encompassed
possessed
delight, I live
Rennie D
4 September 2003
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