Scherzo
Sunlight caresses the leaves,
Diving off the edges
And falling into the long grass in random patterns
So goes my life,
Scattering, jumping from one truth to another
No sense to me. but maybe God understands
Lights dance across my face
Warm, then cold, then warm again
Cold is far easier
Warmth and light seem to strong for me
Yet I long for them as they writhe
just out of reach
Where do I end and where does He begin
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