My Patience Is In A Spin Chamber
The Hurricane Blows From The Ocean Of Madness The Winds Are Out Of Control. Washing Away Creek Beds I Played In For Hours Skipping Stones Across The Water Of Creeks and Ponds. I Was God's Child Spending Many Hours Every Day For Years In A Holy State Of Silence And Complete Peace. As The Strong Winded Storm Blew In Looking Out My Window Pane Praying For My Juniper Tree That The Winds Are Breaking The Branches. The Juniper Tree Fed Me For Years The Sweetness Of The Berries Melted In My Mouth. The Branches Protected Me Like An Umbrella. Crystal Tears Roll Down My Face From The Purity Of My Prayers Praying To God To Protect My Friend The Juniper Tree. Winds How