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my faith, how she saves me

restless yet thankful is my life

words strengthen my ability to adjust

to another's yet enlightened rule of thumb

I keep constant vigil for broader

blight less horizons

and take great care of this ministry

that is my strife

which placates the deepest shadows that

honor to reinforce number one

thy humblest self

a lone bloom of heat gallops to my cheeks

when I think of all that I could become

the possibilities in my overly horizontal

world seem endless

no mirror however small though do I shun

a quaint thirst left unslaked rises to taunt

the well of strength behind my thoughts

my pleasure I pray will take me farther and

farther still

beyond all severity of the inconsequential

as I know the legend yet to be realized

lives not far

I stumble as I crawl to hopefully one day

stand to shake her compelling hand

to meet her though will seem more than a little

bizarre

yet, it is a conference in which I know I must

attend.....................................

(Jan. 17, 1996)