winter glazed the world
the frozen coating glinting
against the grey day
at an idea’s edge,
too fuzzy to go onward:
there biding my time.
waiting to begin,
the way forward still unclear,
i wait, patiently
winter glazed the world
the frozen coating glinting
against the grey day
at an idea’s edge,
too fuzzy to go onward:
there biding my time.
waiting to begin,
the way forward still unclear,
i wait, patiently
When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always won. There have been tyrants and murderers and for a time they seem invincible but in the end, they always fall — Think of it, ALWAYS.
