Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Strands of Light Are Coming

its time to move
move through the sea to ascend the mountain
blown by the breath of God
God your numbing my sorrows
aileron bones hinged to your heart
i'm ready to move
God i'm weak and ready
light my ribs on fire and i'll move I promise
but i need you
we've come so far, me and you God..

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