My heart The seat
“40And he turned to the woman, and said unto Simon, Seest thou this woman? I entered into thine house, thou gavest me no water for my feet: but she hath washed my feet with tears, and wiped them with the hairs of her head. 45 Thou gavest me no kiss: but this woman since the time I came in hath not ceased to kiss my feet. 46 My head with oil thou didst not anoint: but this woman hath anointed my feet with ointment. 47 Wherefore I say unto thee, Her sins, which are many, are forgiven; for she loved much: but to whom little is forgiven, the same loveth little. 48 And he said unto her, Thy sins are forgiven. 49 And they that sat at meat with him began to say within themselves, Who is this that forgiveth sins also? 50 And he said to the woman, Thy faith hath saved thee; go in peace.” (Luke 7, 40-50)
Comments (6)
Very, very well done. Love is far beyond attraction and attachment. It can never be lost nor broken… or end. Many of the other poems tried to convey attachment as love, but this has far more truth anchoring it. Which makes it one of my favourites ❤️
Congratulations!
Well deserved Honourable Mention✅🤗.
Wooohooooo congratulations on your honourable mention! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Ouu, I love this take on the challenge. Well done and congratulations on Honorable Mention!
Well said & so true!✅👍🏼Love endures, is faithful and strong.