Shall I dream back; silver streaked in air devouring? Your pursuit of full heart devotion, full mind compulsion owns my very breath and I am windless. My sails slumber and the ocean of everything swells around me. Silver streaked, my body; air devouring, life’s very atmosphere. Take me full in You for I am too much here.
Monday, October 12, 2009
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