6/17/2002

Down, down, I fall down upon my knees in awe of you. My life giver, my inspiration & teacher. Down, down, down, I fall prostrate with my face buried in my hands weeping, for your love bares witness the grace of mercy. Though I am but mire I raise my hands to the sky, praying to one day be sight your wounded feet. Down, down, I fall down for you are everything I yearn to be. You are the only one I want to praise. You are more than deserving of my thanks. Lord I ask that you give me the strength to overcome this callous & crooked generation, full of men who only wish to gratify the desires of the flesh.