Wednesday, March 10, 2010

on hot air balloons

.
God's caribeeners, not mine.
His hooks, not mine.
His sturdyness, His strength, His robustness.
His tolerance.
That will carry me through
storms, waves, winds
that attaches the envelope to the basket
That will not fail.
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