As bird tweet and frogs croak
A stream runs swiftly by
A tree falls unheard
As deer rest near by
Clouds float aimlessly
Rain starts to fall
Squirrels gather near
In oak trees so tall
Soft is the once crisp floor
New is the day
Comes forth the sunlight
And shines a bright new ray
Oh the sky is rather dark today
I feel all mixed, in disarray
My heart is in a different land
Come brother, sister take my hand
And we will go far, far away
Where you can always stay
And your heart can rest and heal
As you stand and pray or kneel
There you will find your true love
As perfect as a snow white dove
And he waits for your coming
Can't you hear that rhythmic humming
This love I talk about is the true love of the Father
And His love can not be stopped by a thorn or a burr
Come brother, sister take my hand.
thud, thud, thud
patter, patter, patter
---, ---, ---
Life comes life goes so easy
Breathe in breathe out your breath
Hold on to what is cherished
Forget not what is best
Your life is worth the trouble
So live it to its brink
Take not your things for granted
Be prepared for everything
A way for me to communicate to you without the embarrassment of talking face to face.
1 comment:
Didn't know I lived with a poet! I like them, especially the line, "Take not your things for granite." Very unique metaphor. You better keep doing this over Thanksgiving break, so I can keep up on you!
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