I don’t know who I am,
my soul has been reshaped by experience’s hand,
my house is made of oak and cedar.
humble feelings undue me, I need to be here.
Fragile wings fly, tears falling from passionate eyes.
Descending to unknown depths, I scream!
I must navigate air current's seams.
Learning the speeds and needs of bending streams,
blending schemes, and broken dreams.
WHAT A REVELATION WHEN ONE CAN REALIZE THAT THE PRESENCE OF ALMIGHTY GOD IN OUR LIVES IS GREATER THAN ANY...BROKEN DREAM. IT IS WHEN ONE DOESN'T REALIZE THIS THAT...WE ARE BROKEN, ALONG WITH OUR BROKEN DREAMS. WELL DONE AND ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS