No more I'm Sorry's
The language is leaving me
“Experience: that most brutal of teachers. But you learn, my God do you learn.” ~C.S. Lewis
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
My Heart
Blowing gently back and forth with the wind
exposed to the elements for long enough now
I have taken it down off the line
I have pressed it, fluffed it up
and put it right back where it belongs
in the care of only those who take great care with it
Fresh and sun drenched
mended and renewed
it's whole again, ready to love and be loved
My Heart
exposed to the elements for long enough now
I have taken it down off the line
I have pressed it, fluffed it up
and put it right back where it belongs
in the care of only those who take great care with it
Fresh and sun drenched
mended and renewed
it's whole again, ready to love and be loved
My Heart
Monday, April 20, 2009
The Light At Each End of the Tunnel
I finally feel like I am far enough through the tunnel
that the haunting light behind me is disappearing
and the brilliant light in front of me has come into focus
that the haunting light behind me is disappearing
and the brilliant light in front of me has come into focus
Friday, April 17, 2009
Friday, April 10, 2009
Sunday, April 05, 2009
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