Friday, March 24, 2017

Great Love afresh and new
Rising with the morning dew
Leads me on a winding path
Blind to all hate and wrath

And love a wispy memory
With colors I simply can't unsee
I remember with a wistful grin
Hoping for sight
Around the bend

This love afire
Still burns aflame
In my soul
Remains the same

Bringing faith
Of things unseen
Of ghosts and pasts
And hillsides green


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