Wednesday, March 02, 2011

In Our Night

     

     Oh, You are faithful. So faithful. I tend to forget many things. But not You. You don't forget one comma or pause in the ongoing sentence that is our conversation.

     And I remember. I remember how you told me it would be versus how it could be. And I remember weeping. But if I only knew, that what you set aside for me was better than what I had lost.

     You never forget. You're so faithful. You never forget one comma or pause in the ongoing sentence that is our conversation.


Wisdom's Knocking:

Even our silence communicates.


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