"Not flesh of my flesh, Nor bone of my bone, But still miraculously my own. Never forget for a single minute,
You didn't grow under my heart - but in it"

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Unrest

My soul is not at rest. I yearn for more than this life. I feel like I am not doing anything. I feel like a rock. Something deep inside me fills me with a sense of urgency. Yet I am not doing anything. I dont know what to do to make my soul find peace and rest.



Be blessed

1 comment:

  1. This is it. Exactly. You have finally put my feelings and thoughts into words (and song). THANK YOU! I'm happy to "meet" you!

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