i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

and the road has been too long

and you think that love is only

for the lucky and the strong

just remember

in the winter

far beneath the bitter snow

lies the seed

that with the sun's love

in the spring...

becomes The Rose.

autumn is here.

and my soul overflows with the peace

that for some reason,

only nature can give me.

peace.

peace.

although i struggle through paths that have been walked

and i'm too blind to see the footsteps of those before me

i hold on to the faith

that above all of this,

You wait, You watch and You reach

for me, for my heart.

despite my doubt, despite my weakness, despite my forgetfulness.

even though the tide seems to swarm around me

i feel it,

the undercurrent...

heading out.

heading far out

toward You.

and i draw strength.

and hope.

and courage.

Your love gives my breath purpose.