After the Storm
… not sure if anyone is reading my l’il old half-blog. it’s more of smatterings and hopes and musings and musters, and these few days it’s a lot of mumford and sons (no, I don’t care that I’m way behind the parade on this one).
for today:
And there will come a time,
you’ll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart,
but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and
see what you find there,
With grace in your heart
and flowers in your hair.
-after the storm
