I listen to your verses

I listen to your words. If life could be more open I would tell you of all the goodness that has happened just in one day. Yet I understand that one day, I may. Even if now is the appropriate time. Still I listen to your words. I hear you. I listen as they do give me ideas to meditate over.

Yet what ifs and would I do anything? Who knows but I have given my answers and clearly they must have given you a moment to rethink as the thoughts disappeared before view. Ah I feel saddened by it but I am sure that oddity strikes wide.

And as I sit here minding my thoughts upon whether a journal should have it's first input or if I should wait one more week. And then I ask did you find truth when you met me? Ah that is a good verse and the whole flashing scenes.

Yet I say nothing more because I would not want to inquire on anything now. I just listen. I just read. I apply. Though are there any other verses you recommend? Oh how I walk a fine line and I know that life is somewhat closed. Each day is a new day. Each day brings a refreshing perspective. Each day is one day closer to a hello.

So now I just lean into my faith and carry forward. Awaiting one day that life, Jehovah gives me more siblings to hug, to laugh with and to be joyful of. Then, one day, a bright smile will greet me. I can finally give my wave, my nod.

Carrying forward.