I am chasing after banners, a dog that will never catch the hare.
Why run? I could stop. The world would continue on.
Let me become willing to grow roots, Lord.
(Letter #2,329)
I am chasing after banners, a dog that will never catch the hare.
Why run? I could stop. The world would continue on.
Let me become willing to grow roots, Lord.
(Letter #2,329)