Chaos
Inner turmoil
–the storm brewing inside
flows so softly
A breath of life
It spirals & spins
down, down, down
but somehow
It’s so beautiful
And serene
I’m scared
When I’m with you
WHen I’m without you
You can see thru me
I Wonder.
There is nothing we can do to make God love us more; there is nothing we can do to make God love us less.
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