Deep Faith in the Shallow End
I stood between two lost lovers as they fought to save that last bit of passion for the sake of a child. Stuck in the middle of right and wrong I lived in the reckless abandonment or that of just holding on.
The old was gone and the new-yet to come leaving me wondering where I belong.
What will you make of me?
Shining through the darkness and shadows of the light-my heart does not connect… with that of my head which leaves me with a faithless plan.
Then the whispers of the Lord make content a longing, a wanting and desire as I surrender such losing all control.
Frightened!
I walk into a deep water faith in a shallow end world.
Beautifully Awkward
Her Broken wing 
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