Your pall enfolds me,
October.
Your skin’s on fire,
bristling the northern water.
Here she comes,
Hold your breath,
Like a star before her death!
Feels so nice,
this haunting totem.
Christ’s sacrifice
colors the trees.
Here she comes,
Hold your breath,
Like a star before her death!
You are my light and my God.
You are my staff and my rod.
Your grace is lovely Jesus
and through Your blood God sees us.
That’s beautiful, Eddy. “Through your blood God sees us.” Damn (Oops). I mean, Michael Jackson leg kick.
God’s grace is so decent. Thanks for sharing your heart and creative inspiration. 🙂
As I have already told you via other channels, I really love this. I’ve listened to it six times now, I think. Maybe more.
Tears! Aughh! I know so many gifted people. Way to use it well.