Possibility Does Not Inform Reality
Department:
If something is conceivably possible, must it therefore eventually occur?
Three Days Before [My Dad's Death]
Department:
O God,
Who has been my rock?
Who has been my anchor?
Who has been my guide?
Is it not You, O Lord?
My pride has at times
Seen no limits.
I have prided myself even in my own humility.
A disgrace, I say! Yet
You have not forsaken me,
Nor cast me aside.
The Big Fizzle... Or Not!
Department:
So, here I am now.
The Face of God
Department:
And when I saw Him for the first time
He looked to me to be a friend.
His gaze upon me felt like sunshine
piercing through the icy wind:
the wind of my soul and its great plans
to make a mark upon this world,
The End of My Rope
Department:
My rope is getting shorter
and I fear I'm near the end.
My bridge is overloaded
it will surely break or bend.
The fabric of my being
my fears shall shortly rend,
Yet my life shall still continue
for I've found myself a friend.