What makes the heart to wonder? I wonder...
Walking through the streets of life, my life walks before me.
Before me stretched out is my life about to unfold the old and the new, the screws and the bruises, the weakness and the speechlessness of where i am and why I decided to take certain paths.
My heart takes a journey of wonder through the streets of my life, like a train flowing through a terrain of green pastures and mountain vastness.
Where will the tracks end, maybe just around the bend or maybe no end?
So my heart keeps wondering, wondering and listening to the glistening of joys to come on a path to vast and wonderful pastures of healing and belonging.
Oct 7, 2017
Oct 7, 2017 at 1:54 PM UTC
What makes the heart to wonder? I wonder...
Walking through the streets of life, my life walks before me.
Before me stretched out is my life about to unfold the old and the new, the screws and the bruises, the weakness and the speechlessness of where i am and why I decided to take certain paths.
My heart takes a journey of wonder through the streets of my life, like a train flowing through a terrain of green pastures and mountain vastness.
Where will the tracks end, maybe just around the bend or maybe no end?
So my heart keeps wondering, wondering and listening to the glistening of joys to come on a path to vast and wonderful pastures of healing and belonging.
