Unworthy...

Who am I?
That I may touch you?
Were you here...
Could I embrace you?
As dearest friend?
As brother?
As father?
Falling on my face instead
I'll kiss your feet...
Unworthy even of this
With tear-filled eyes
I kiss the ground...
Who am I?
That I may touch you?
I am lowly.
I am dirty.
I do not dare.

Beginnings...

I need an outlet. I need to write... if for nothing other than my own sanity. I tried to keep a journal... that hasn't worked out so well. So, hopefully, this might be... better.

They say that a journey of a million miles begins with just one step, right? The journey's been long and tough sometimes... but here I am. Maybe I'll share some of it.

Me? Blogging? Like this? Never thought that I'd do such a thing...

Shalom.