Saturday, November 29, 2008

Days when I meet You

The sky was dark. Yet I told myself that I wanted to meet You. Carrying an umbrella I made my way there...

Armed with these I started to bring myself out of this world into Yours. Those words and images still resonant within me. I will wait for their manifestations.

A final parting shot. I will remember Your words. The times. The tears. The comfort. In a simple place where You are.