In the mist of my despair
i always return here
in search of something i have yet to name.
I don`t want to call it hope
and yet what else is it if not hope ?
when it is here i rest my broken spirit .
Here were i roam in words of encouragment
and the sound of praise
posted so loudly.
Seek is a very strong word
it implies one search`s very hard for an answer
i never need to question if i have find my own.
I keep coming here