beautiful disaster

As she slips silently past
Future scholars, perky cheerleaders,
Down the darkened passage

She wonders
If she will ever find her place.

Visions, and opinions,
And questionsquestionsquestions
Stuck to her throat
Making her choke--

No sound ever comes out.

What marks are left to make
When there's no space in the ground?
Can timid voices be heard
Underneath the loud crowd?

Please slow down
Give me some time.
The world is a cruel place
If you can't shine.

jac was here with you 2/02/2005 10:18:00 pm

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My Destiny
Psalm 46 (NASB)
God is our refuge and strength,
A very present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear, though the earth should change
And though the mountains slip into the heart of the sea;
Though its waters roar and foam,
Though the mountains quake at its swelling pride.

There is river whose streams make glad the city of God,
The holy dwelling places of the Most High.
God is in the midst of her, she will not be moved;
God will help her when morning dawns.
The nations made an uproar, the kingdoms tottered;
He raised His voice, the earth melted.
The Lord of hosts is with us;
The God of Jacob is our stronghold.

Come, behold the works of the Lord,
Who has wrought desolations in the earth.
He makes wars to cease to the end of the earth;
He breaks the bow and cuts the spear in two;
He burns the chariots with fire.
"Cease striving and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth."
The Lord of hosts is with us;
The God of Jacob is our stronghold.