He works in mysterious ways.
I've learned so much,
but taught soo little.
The deep penetrating feelings
I have felt for him
will never go away.
I may be so harsh and.
I may be so dense.
For him to stay and talk with me
about our lives.
And everything else is beautiful.
He is beautiful
in all imaginable ways.
My God, I don't deserve this.
For when have I loved or cared?
When have I been of help?
Until now,
Now I feel a deep affection
for this world and everything
all because of him.

written 12-16-98