"dropped stitches" Mon Mar-19-07 12:10 AM by ms mimi diva
The earth is a red line hot and seamless that tears the sternum in the center of my soul ripping past with furious force leaving behind unravelled memories of my self my unself my selfishness that haunts me like my holes
within the quiet meditation of Your presence I am revealed the scared sad girl that I am the bold strong woman that I am The two of them twins in one soul fighting a battle neither started nor finished but one must win
It isn't personal, but that is the intimate thing about this battle
To love him any him I must love You all of you I must forgive me each of me and pray that in the process I am able to stand.
In the end I am the great house divided a grand garment unmade angelic ashes in the heavenly hand of a potter who has the eyes to see with faith what my vision cannot comprehend
http://worthwatering.blogspot.com Can it be I stayed away too long?/ Did I leave your mind when I was gone?/ It's not my thing trying to get back/ But this time let me tell you where I'm at-- Jackson Five