
A bike ride. A walk.
I ne'er fathomed such
I'm comforted so.
But I can recall
I wanted to share,
This partnership, thus,
The rest of the world
We'd build our own world.
as all of our wants
So much disregard!
Protecting myself
For, each time I hear
'Twould all be unknown,
That hurricane, fierce;
which battered me, so;
It tossed me about;
I had little choice
But all storms conclude
A lot gets laid waste;
I know this is true.
And, so much, I find,
The storm, I got through;
And flowers abound;
Perhaps when the path
He's showing his Love
...thought I was so smart
But He knows what's best!
recorded--preserved;
it brings me such pleasure sublime.
A trip to see swans.
Each one is a wonderful time.
a friendship as this,
which, to me, could matter so much.
And ev'ry day, glad
we're close, yet, not needing to touch.
I'd felt, for so long,
'twas one thing alone, paramount!
with someone, my life;
on that, I would totally count!
meant, no more, I'd seek;
my needs, it alone, could fulfill.
I then could ignore;
to me, it was nothing but frill.
At all those beyond
our high parapet, we could sneer;
would, satisfied, be,
by staying enclosed in our sphere.
The Wonder of Life
neglected.; not known or embraced!
and building up walls,
I see, now, as prudence, misplaced.
your sparkle-ing voice
I'm seized with such vast peace-filled joy.
and be foreign, still
if things did not, as seen, deploy.
so vicious, intense;
that raging bull inside my brain
unending, it seemed.
And caused me such mis'rable pain!
it swept me along,
like Tristan, whisked forth by the sea.
but go for the ride
and hang on precariously.
eventually
and things, from these storms, do survive.
destruction abounds
but new life appears and can thrive.
Each day I am shown.
I'm learning anew like a child.
brings forth inner peace.
And never so oft' have I smiled.
just barely, it seemed.
But now, how the sky is so blue!
I'd missed that 'till now.
Their colors, I fully can view.
we're traveling on
is leading, not, where God would choose,
by blocking the way.
So, it, we no longer can use.
and needed no help;
I'd find the best course that there is!
I thank Him each day.
I bow to the wisdom that's His.
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