I've dwelt with dreams springing from the heart,Listening for answers to my prayers,And I've felt, it seems the end is the start,The solution to comfort my cares,When I can again be one with all,After roaming this desert land,Succumbibng to the masters call,And guided by his hand,He plays a song in my in my soul,Like a chorus of angels, fluttering their wings,Beckoning me to make him my goal,So he can forgive my frail feelings,Therein my hope resides,No other will offer such largesse,All else just divides,And amounts to much less,So I will endeavour to persist,To continue my lifes lease,Not daring to fare with fist,Instead insist on peace.
updated by @darren: 04/08/15 04:29:02AM