Love shouldn’t be as fickle as the rain. But an ever flowing torrent.
W. SCOTTLove shouldn’t be as fickle as the rain. But an ever flowing torrent.
W. SCOTTWould it be safe to say that I find you in every heartbeat?
W. SCOTTAnd grace is still opening doors.
W. SCOTTBut when has worry ever produced a miracle?
W. SCOTTEven the rain could be the answer to your prayers.
W. SCOTTLove resides within each breath.
W. SCOTTDon’t be afraid to feel everything.
W. SCOTTBut your destiny, it isn’t to lose. – believe.
W. SCOTTAnd I held onto hope. Like a dear old friend.
W. SCOTTI think there is miracle always spilling into something.
W. SCOTTWhat a victory it will be to taste the light again.
W. SCOTTBut I know courage. It is never lost.
W. SCOTTAre we or are we not meant to crave possibilities?
W. SCOTTEven in the rain, I am learning how to find miracles.
W. SCOTTYes, there are wounds but we are not conquered.
W. SCOTTBut these downpours, they can all be a type of cleaning.
W. SCOTT