BOAZ & RUTH

Stripped of momentum

As the north wind blows

Shall I enter the winter

with no apparent clothes?

Like a bird being stalked

I stay stark still

My life for a prey

Only you can

Only you will

Cover me

Cloke me

In the garment you have fashioned

May I lie beneath its warmth & shelter

going through winter

 in this canyon

Yet ~

A river runs through it

A stream from your holy hill and throne

Thank you for bringing me here.....

Prepare me...

to be your own.

I love you Father

11-29-2005

9AM

J

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