out along the dusty road
stones cut the weary feet
drops of blood leave a trail
they leave a tale
are they from striving?
are they for healing?
are they perhaps not even mine,
for You are here
And in the air
BLUE AIR
with angel clouds
trumpeting across the sky
jet stream vapors
appear to be
winging on a course of collision
but, they pass on to the sea
Windchimes~~Windwaves~~Wind of Your Spirit
out along a dusty road
stones cut the weary feet
drops of blood leave a trail
they leave a tale
are they from striving?
are they for healing?
are they perhaps not even mine,
for You are here
And in the air
BLUE AIR
with angel clouds
trumpeting across the sky
jet stream vapors
appear to be
winging on a course of collision
but, they pass on to the sea
Windchimes~~Windwaves~~Wind of Your Spirit
out along a dusty road
No comments:
Post a Comment