addicted.
summer 2011…. photo fail #523423.
Words float mid-air, rubbed raw
like skinned knees and corners of over-read letters
They dangle on threads over the depths and skies
Wandering.
With closed eyes and clenched fists
Re-arranging themselves into portraits of last winter
Losing sight of the danger of hope.
clever dunkin donuts coffee cup in korea
me and my auntie :)
oh the conversations I hear these days...
- SY: Be careful with your backpacks. You look like tourists.
- LC: BUT I DON'T WANT TO LOOK LIKE A TERRORIST!!!!
an emptier subway car in seoul yesterday.
Your grace extends to call me friend
Your mercy sets me free
And I know I’m weak, I know I’m unworthy
To call upon Your name
But because of grace, because of Your mercy
I stand here unashamed
I can’t explain this kind of Love
I’m humbled and amazed
That you’d come down from heaven’s heights
And greet me face to face
Like sunlight burning at midnight
Making my life something so
Beautiful, beautiful
Mercy reaching to save me
All that I need
You are so
Beautiful, beautiful
