oh restless soul
why struggle with the peace
fighting the music
fists clenched high
oh manic mind
your thoughts endlessly roam
across far horizons
never resting on the now.
dear little man
longing for rest
stop and feel the journey
perhaps find the day
why struggle with the peace
fighting the music
fists clenched high
oh manic mind
your thoughts endlessly roam
across far horizons
never resting on the now.
dear little man
longing for rest
stop and feel the journey
perhaps find the day
posted by billy at Thursday, October 05, 2006
1 Comments:
no 'little man' ... please, dearest friend ... simply 'man' or 'dear man'. You are not little or tall, deeply flawed or amazingly together ... you are 'beloved' - apple of His eye.
listening,
smiling,
praying.
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