Despite being warned that in thanking (or was it over-thanking?) I weaken myself, I open this week with gratitude.
I'm blown away,
And terribly uncertain,
And restless
But 'neath it all, I'm still okay
(and quietly, very very quietly watching for a rustle, some sound, or scent of the change to come).
I'm blown away,
And terribly uncertain,
And restless
But 'neath it all, I'm still okay
(and quietly, very very quietly watching for a rustle, some sound, or scent of the change to come).
No comments:
Post a Comment