"just wait"
I hold out my hand to catch
drops of rain
But perhaps it is hope that
touches me
Then I think about you in
the wind and the sun
And words whisper quietly
"just wait"
... As the light is upon you ever so is my heart with love ... so quietly as even a wind .... ....and not to be noticed even by a feather ....I HAVE A GIFT WITH WORDS I DO NOT KNOW WHAT TO SAY TO SELL MYSELF LIKE A PRIZE SPECIMEN that is not my style. I am humble of heart as a vessel of love...and of nature gentle through which love is poured. There is nothing that I claim to offer but me.
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