spurts. of little words.

watch it go
let life unfold
before
these very eyes.
with
small trembling hands
hiding
behind broken glass
or
glass hiding broken
hearts.

amidst the ruckus
words
shouted in spite
i put aside.

God sees this
all of it
only He knows
how He'll lead
and
if I follow.

the chat tomorrow
discreet
the days after
how?

this is life.
and
what a life
I am living.