Into my Wilderness
February 13, 2013
You are Lord of blown apart places
desolate places,
places without hope.
You are there,
sitting,
upon my soul’s heap of ash.
You Are.
Stability bringing
support.
You Are.
Silence bringing
thought.
You Are.
Withme bringing
my arising.
Love it, Jaime. Thanks.
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