Wednesday, August 27, 2008


You breathe like wind
Through my despair
In this earth, the rain
Of hope is rare
And I wonder if
You're just a dream
Are you really
As You seem?

I am amazed, Lord


Esther said...

stopping by to say "hi" and hope it is going well. Seems funny to think of you where I was. I hear you are even in my old dorm. weird.

Becca said...

Esther, it's so good to hear from you! I'm loving it here, but I do MISS my friends back home! I run through the old PCH at least twice a day, and I always think of you. :)