just when i think
the clouds will stay
and darkness
will never cease
and the rains
will drown me
You come
with love
You speak
to me
How can i not
love You?
You have proven
like so many other times
Your hand
is never too short
to find me
even in the wilderness.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
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