there are a million voices...

a dark session

“You are the only one who can help,”

“Noooooo!” Cedric screamed.

Just an interesting observation of one of my friends mind's, and how we choose to see the details and the big picture in varying scales. Comments requested!

You think I'm an object with no mind of my own, But since I met Him I've learned and I've grown, You think I'm a girl who is scared and alone, But I know that at last the way has been shown.

Through the winds I hear a voice that echoes softly in my mind the sound of the spirit calls me near On blackest nights On brightest days the voice calls strong beckoning calling

When He holds me I feel safe in His arms, When he is with me I feel cherished, When He needs me I feel special, When He takes me I feel loved.