Sojourner's Cerebrations

just another sojourner... these feet are not my own, these hands are merely just on loan, they were made to be used and make love known, a fruit of a seed once long ago sown... and though the sojourner carries on as the wind is blown, she knows that she's never ever ever alone.

Monday, September 03, 2007




Playing...
with color.
lightnesses.
shades.
design and whatnot.

...two of my favorites.
~Momma.
~The Apple.

How cool is that?






And on the subject of favorites...how about:
Love that is better than life...Psssssalm 63.

Bramamour
maybe this kind of love is too crazy to really get...
maybe its not seen on FOX News,
and maybe you can't force it if you try really hard...
and although its not broad casted from man constructed
satellites in such a way as to really reach all the nations...
understanding comes not by merely seeing or hearing...


Your Goodness is too Great,
For our minds to calculate.
Your Loveliness too grand,
For the world to understand.
Your love too beautiful,
To reside in just one soul.
Your mercy all too vast,
from present, future, past...
That you'd give your only son,
And He'd say, "Your Will be done."

Now, I know in part, then i shall know fully, even I as I am fully known.
Bramaveras.

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