In a great array of sound,
love falls crashing to the ground.
Your talents shine out,
your music so beautiful,
your love so magical,
your will so substantial.
I am new, in god’s love,
In your eyes and my heart and my mind,
I am new.
Not a sin rests on my shoulders.
He made sure of that by never growing older
he died for me, and you to see
his light, his way, his glory.
He is much more than far away
Our living god is holy.
He Loves you more than you will see
but feel it that you shall
in the warm caress of sunlight
in the still silence of the night
in the way the wind whistles through the trees
in the way a bird flies over you, free.
He loves me and you all the same.
so I say this in his name,
I am new.
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A Glance Into My Mind
PoetryPoetry i have written at the proverbial best of times, and worst of times. This should give all who care a small but enticing look into the mind of one depressed and wistful sophmore.
