the things we see each day if we even realize it.
the place where our vision meets our thoughts, trying to find a decent balance between those thoughts which tend to be too lofty and the reservations from the thoughts that seem to be too reasonable. these ordinary days can't move any slower, but they sure do offer a good deal of experiences.
i just haven't been seeing them lately. be thou my vision. and it all changes. i used to be scared of seeing everything with the taintedness of rose colored stained glass windows. now it's a prayer to see with just a hint of that color- of that view.
some days feel like i'm watching myself go by inside of the day, trapped in the screen. above my car as it weaves in and out on the freeway, walking with a rush running a few minutes late for work, letting the time pass at work and waiting for the time i can exit and weave on the freeway again.
be thou my vision.
so simple.
grace my feet, and faith my eyes.
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