Thursday, August 5, 2010

Place of Rest



feeling small
and fragile,
words
misunderstood.
they put up
walls
of silence and
anger
I'm too weary to
tear down.
might I hide
myself
in You?
rest for a
while,
let your peace
wash
over me
cradled in
Your
love.



I am linking to Emily's "imperfect prose" today.

Blessings,
Linda