what good do metaphors do when the emotions in your soul are too many to describe? And yet they are all i have to describe how i feel. Memories of moments i will never forget. Memories of moments i wish i could forget.
Each memory but a breeze in my life. A wind blowing my heart here and there. Mistakes like a gushing wind pushing me off course. God's gentle voice like a soft gentle breeze guiding me back to where I am supposed to be going. Is it possible that i will ever get there, when i feel like i keep taking two steps backward but only one step forward?
...and the breezes keep blowing....
-written 3/29/2011-
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