Sometimes a week is a universe unfolding
perhaps not quite as it should but as it must.
God laughs at the plans we make
in the face of our small human frailty.
Yet still we rise and still the sun comes up.
Sometimes a week is a universe unfolding
perhaps not quite as it should but as it must.
God laughs at the plans we make
in the face of our small human frailty.
Yet still we rise and still the sun comes up.