a friend suggested I’d like a Bruggeman book of psalms
she’d been getting into rapt to recite
these ancient letters
I told her the rote prayer I haven’t been able to embrace
I find my God in the everyday ways
I find a god in the everyday
days
a friend suggested I’d like a Bruggeman book of psalms
she’d been getting into rapt to recite
these ancient letters
I told her the rote prayer I haven’t been able to embrace
I find my God in the everyday ways
I find a god in the everyday
days