Dreams, schemes and other themes: Random thoughts dancing around in a bubbling bath of conjecture.
2.08.2003
Every day I remember the smile
that won my heart and restores
my faith.
Uncertain and always doubtful;
wrestling fear for the courage to
acquiesce.
In the sweet quiet of perfection
satiated; I am cradled in your
love.
The love that smiles
back at me; unique
as the planet and just as round.
Hold me with your tenderness
as I build castles in the sky.
The night that brings you to
my bed;a welcome friend.
Every day I remember the smile
that won my heart and restores
my faith.
That gift,
my God
my thanks
to thee.
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