Plans Fall Through
Torn between the soft slumber of safety
And the disturbing danger of desire
I calculate my remaining days and wonder,
Is there meaning here?
There are many who would answer for me,
Who would describe and prescribe,
Who would cleanse my confusion
With a plan.
Plans fall through.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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When Do You Say?
When you start praying
When do you say:
Now I can put
All my praying away?
~ Russ Allison Loar
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Imagine
If you are not living the life you imagined,
Imagine the life you are living.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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