WINDOW SEAT

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JOURNAL #9

to sit and sew my fragile thoughts so filled with

unquenchable thirst

provides me with the greatest pleasure so much so

I feel as if I'm about to burst

for this gradual gift that has been so generously

bestowed upon me

I give my deepest thanks

Certainty never came to light with my first year's

attempts that so resembled pranks

not poems but shadows of words that seemed to struggle

to rhyme

but somehow GOD seen fit to give them maturity and

volume with the natural progression of time

he took a magical moment from his brilliantly busy

schedule to answer a sullen, secret prayer of mine

and that graciously gave me more than I could ever

hope for

like experience

depth

sense of self

wisdom and meter for the flow in a poetic line....

( written Jan. 12, 1993 am)




Author's Notes/Comments: 

a tribute to the great blessing God bestowed upon me when I prayed to him for just such a thing.

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