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Tuesday, October 03, 2023

72 days

Today I walk through museum halls                      
Y no estabas tú 
I made dinner and drank wine by candlelight
Y no estabas tú 
The calendar tells me it’s 72 days 
Until my tears can stop falling 
So I’ll keep waiting 
hasta que estés conmigo

Until then, my heart yearns 
Sometimes overwhelmed by longing so
I gasp for new mercies like needing air  
In my weakness my God is with me teaching me patience 
And in His presence 
No estoy solo