Tag Archives: by Esther Ling

THE END (OF A FRIEND-???)

Hortus Closus at an end,

Who’s silenced this wonderful friend….

But we’re  tired

And less inspired,

Perhaps drawn by other winds?

We try and try and try,

Pour ourselves out and die…

It’s harder to pull

Out daily wool,

Knitted into expressions of life.

Esther Ling did her thing

Yea many years…

Her suffering expressed  blogging

Was caught by many ears!

We’ll remember and I’ll pray you find the God of your father., if you haven’t already.  🙂

–Jonathan Caswell