When I consider
the eye of the needle
that I must thread
this life through,
I understand
that I am most wise
to let the universe come to me,
language rolling
like prayer off the tongue
and leading my words
like music
to God's open heart;
unafraid of loving
too much.
Thursday, August 23, 2012
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