Sent: 7/8/2002 8:56 PM
Sometimes the words are hard to find, as is the case of late. There has been a blizzard to write about, and yet the words to express these awakenings hover above like puffs from the cotton trees, just beyond my grasp. I sit here impatiently typing the only words I know, which are merely my try at poetically saying "I just don't know." Ironic.
Nevertheless, I'm afraid it is the state I am in just now. I keep watching the clouds, waiting for the break.
Oh God, hear me, as I wait for You.
