“Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah
Pilgrim through this barren land
I am weak, but Thou art mighty
Hold me with Thy powerful hand”
—William Williams (Welsh minister and hymn writer/composer)
1745

“..for when I am weak,
then I am strong”
But I am a wounded warrior
A baby’s gentle breath
I am blown into the heavens
As dandelion fluff
I sail on a Summer breeze
Kissed by a child
Never sure which wish
Wispy and floating
Will grow into a yellow flower