"casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you"
and so the story goes, the white of his coat reminds me of
the fairy tales we once told, where the wolf comes in and
instead of destruction saves the lost pup and makes it his
own: thus the story goes and it goes, and i pray that you
sleep well tonight: and that all anxieties are cast upon our
Love, our God as he cast down a puppy in milk white to
ease our pain as we continue this path of whatever the hell
we are supposed to be doing: do not doubt but believe
Love comes
