The righteous man will flourish like the palm tree: he shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon. Planted in the house of the Lord, they will flourish in the courts of our God. They will still yield fruit in old age; they shall be full of sap and very green. Psalm 92:12-15
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Above
I always had a dream to go beyond the road
to climb the distant hill and find a field
a place where I could pen a phrase
so beautiful so clear
But now when I find myself above all else
Where the earth meets the sky
When I find myself in a field of green
With nothing but you
these things fall apart
When afraid to search within myself
I find the only good is you
With tough questions in my head
I am forced to question you
I am so lost..yet found
in beauty that does surround
Above what I do not see
such beauty...your mystery
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