Beginning to feel his presence.
He speaks in silence, but I heard his voice.
The path is crooked, but he holds my hand.
My work is heavy, but he gives me joy.
The future seems dark, but he enlighten it.
It is impossible, but not to him.
I knew, I know, and I always believe, he is with me, even during the darkess hour of my life.
Even when I doubt him.
Nothing is to be compared to u.
I feel the joy. Give me more.
Yes, you. You, who walk with me.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
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