January 13, 2004

Just a stanza

My heart returns to you, O Lord,
when those fail who are around me.
I learn that you were always there,
with a love that will astound me.


Just something that popped out of my head and fell onto my journal. I cleaned it up a little, and then decided to keep it. Now I am sharing it with you for no apparent reason. (Probably because I didn't have anything else to write about at the moment.)