Sitting uncertain and afraid Longing for solid ground All my best plans laid Bare, rendered mute, no sound Fear unchained: distilled, pure, concentrated. Written July 2013 and left unpublished here.
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Listen to the sweetness Feel the glory in beauty See the tenderness of touch All senses reimagined In the wonder of your Love
Overwhelmed and tired, I couldn’t quite pull the threads of my life together. I was fresh out of the strength to cope. Hope was holding on for dear life. Patience left out the back door. Twenty minutes before grief and … Continue reading