God, I surrender — I give in to the momentthat needs my presence.
No longerinflicting myself uponthe moment, butinstead sitting stillin the waya sunflower isguided…
In your arms
A safe and sacred space
Fallen angels behind broken glassTattered hearts dissolve into the windas the days first light…
I ran across a good illustration this week that paints an excellent picture of how important…
As I feel the cool breeze come in through the open door, I feel the love you send and your heart’s…