I have no words. Yet.
Love, to the desert places.
The more I hear of you, the more I love you. The more I love.
I have met you only in dreams, but sleep-dreams, not dreams I can control. In dreams, I have tasted your sunlight. I have been to your cities, in my sleep-dreams.
Love, to the desert places.
I have no words, yet.
Be anxious in nothing but in all things lift your prayer to God.
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