My heart’s desire, do I dare speak it aloud? You know it already, Lord. I have no need of speech nor formal prayer. A wordless cry carries meaning.
And so I walk through the world, a shadow. Today is waiting for tomorrow’s deliverance.
Then wherefrom comes woe? You baffle me. Are you already answering me in the best way possible?
Tomorrow is come and a banquet set. They look on.
Let me stop my wandering and feast.
(Letter #2,728)
Daily Letters to God 
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