Like a light turned on in the night
Warm and dim
Comfortable and yet still hard to clearly see
a tune caught in my mind
As I hum it’s melody
A message lost inside the blinking light
Though I no longer must rewind….
I still can’t push delete,
A scent wrapped up inside
memories left behind….
As once again, I breathe.
I need to taste
The fizz
that quenches my deepest thirst
as I fill my glass to the brim
it stops short before it spills
“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that you will abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” (Romans 15:13)
A soft place to fall, some poetry, some stories some random thoughts but most of all a place that I hope blesses those who stop by.
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