Saturday, December 17, 2011


In between seen and the promised.

Spoken and fulfilled.

All I have is time.

Time, impregnated with anticipation.

Carefully, I carve out my expectations.

My timeline.


May they be removed from the equation.

So that all I have left is You.

For I am certain that You are enough.

May You be my portion this day forth and forevermore.


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