There is a hole in my heart, life can pour in there,
I do not let it stop,
I cannot question this love, it is just becoming the cup,
I want to hold.
All in this life can come to me,
some things are like walls that create big shadows,
some things are like walls that create big shadows,
If I stay patient I creep around the corner
and find my Garden again.
and find my Garden again.
It has all the honey and flowers I need.
God is busting through each crevice in the brickwork,
the light is always somewhere.
the light is always somewhere.
The shadow is not real.
I am meeting again and again the light in your eyes,
the smile etched by an artist
with the knowledge that you are there.
~C
with the knowledge that you are there.
~C
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