Sunday, April 14, 2013


THE JOSHUA TREE

I am an old home.
I am a new home.
Run to me and hide.
I will let you crawl beneath my skin until you die.
I will watch with pride as you give birth to your young.
I will feed you and protect you from the rain.
I will gather love from the heaven and the earth for you.
I will be here forever.
Changing,
Yet remaining the same.
Rest in me!

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