Thursday, December 09, 2004

for Vertigo

The birds outside my window spoke of a new day. My alarm went off shortly after. I shut it off and slept for the first time all night. Awake again I look out my bedroom window and try and spot the birds. I don't see them. The golf course below is empty and still. The shadows of mourning lay open their arms across the fairways. God please let the shadows move with the sun today.

"I can feel your love teaching me how
Your love is teaching me how"


1 comment:

David Jerome said...

for Vertigo