I map a function what is real,
To output something that can be.
A map of truth’s appeal,
To a boundless destiny.

Just came by to say
I miss you again

We are as birds fluttering in momentary light
Before we return again to the blackness of the night
Days we are dreaming in will soon be in the past
For moments as sweet as this were never meant to last
What need have we for answers
We are just two dancers in the wind.

God for all his blessings

Jesus for his understanding

The Holly Spirit for strength and courage

I’ve come to like it
The loneliness...

It has become
A part of me

I don’t want to
Give it up