Tuesday, February 14, 2006

You.

Keep me right here waiting.

Sometimes I wonder why. And for what. There is a stillness that seems to surround me. I used to get dizzy as I watched the world spin around me. Now I just stand here. Waiting.

Every time I prepare to move, you send me a word, a touch, a dream, and my desire to move is yielded by your presence.

I stand, basking in your eternal patience. And I am SO thankful that you love me.

Exactly where I am.

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