Pulling back winter's sweater sleeves.

Learning from history so the future doesn't become a repeated history...

I try, but sometimes I question. 

I fall and I learn. 

To be in the middle is never pleasant. 

To be the one to fall on either sides that affects both sides. 

Yet, to be mutual and all is good. 

Silence isn't too great if distraction is the cost of someone else.

Surrendering hands I retreat, 

oh stop these wandering thoughts Daddy God.

& To me You pour Your joy and burst forth of joy in me explodes,

to that window may I peak,

oh clear this smudged mirrors,

that frightens and shakes the one who stares right back.

I. REFUSE. because it's not what could be done but what has been done.

& on, I walk because everything is still and always in HIS control. :)