Ode to My Typewriter
On Embracing Death and Life
I’ve been indecisive lately, trying to decide if I should or shouldn’t post this and then just decided to do it anyway. 🙂 A few weeks ago, J. gave me an assignment. It took forever to begin it but I finally sat at my typewriter and just wrote it out on my birthday:
Late Night Conversation (A Simple Prayer)
So last night, we talked, You and I.I told You where I was,bore my naked soul to Youhoping You heard me.Yes, I know I'm inadequate and my sinful nature keeps me from You sometimes,but You still love me, even in my punishmentand times of war in the hottest desert.My soul was parched.I drank not from You,"Living... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 