September 21, 2008

Last Night

Last night, I felt God was listening to me in my prayers. I said: God, never mind me but don’t bring sorrow unto the heart of my --! You know how much I love--, God, and I do not want – to suffer. Forgive those who are doing – wrong. Make – happy. Make -- feel the greatness of my love! As for me, oh, God, you can even forget me now! Just so you make my – happy.

And I felt a tug at my heart as I prayed, like soft, caressing fingers fingering my heart.

God was listening to me.

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The moon is low

Stars up above

It’s such a night

To tell you of love

But where were you?

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What’s in a name?

No matter what you call a thorn,

It will always prick.

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