[scribble:] 28th feb '07

That day I saw a man;

A man with brittle stem of hope,

haunted by the black shadows

that gambles off soil, light, water,

and the broken vase



A picture dear to the heart;

An image that saddens my soul



Thoughts raced over

murmuring knots thrown over

And I kneeled over

to speak to our Father

Father,

may your gracious providence

be shown to your dear child

may you open & show the way

when everything seems tightly shut



And today

I am truly happy

to see the gleam of hope

brightly shone once again

in the man I saw that day



Father

I know you are always here

with us

Thank you,

Thank you for answering my prayer

Thank you for your great mercy and blessings

Thank you