Thoughts for august.

dear august…

three cups of coffee..i sat there and waited…with no anxious thought..i enjoyed the emptiness of the place..the waiters were pleasant not at all over whelming..

i wrote a few pages and i asked Him to find me…and He did..a timely meeting set up for two..just me and Him..He waited.. He waited for me to come…

they let me stay till the diner closed and i walked out with my shadow..and a peace that could never be explained…He found me…

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  • V Frost on Nov 20, 2008

    how beautiful. words dance from your fingertips my friend. A writers soul u surely possess. The ability to find beuaty in simplicity.

  • apesy on Nov 21, 2008

    awww..thanks..thats so nice of you to say, but i think i have writers block..i have not written in awhile:)

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