A trail of grief though the valley of death,

Friday, August 7, 2009

July 24, 2008

From: Gary West
Sent: Thursday, July 24, 2008 9:04 AM
Subject: Steer for a while

Lord,
Can you,

Can you hold me,

Can you dry my eyes

Can you give me rest

Can you sing to me

Can you whisper

Can you say my name

Can you protect me

Can you?

When my world spins

When everything is a tangled mess

When plans and dreams are shattered

When money has no value

When life no longer glistens

You are there, in the mess, in the storm, in the rain, in the busted
places,

I find myself lost,

Can you steer for a while?

G

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