Apr
13
I thought the world was as cold as stone
Then I found the Son in the rocks by the sea
I laid on them with the birds that are free
and joined healing warmth for my bones
I thought the world nor I could see my face
I walked into the Son to regain my sight
Then I saw my reflection in the oceans rippled light
and left it there for the angels to trace
I thought the world made War not Luv
decided to make a donation to God above
I opened my heart looking for a treasure
Found dated coins of my value to measure
I thought the world was to noisy for my head
I escaped the madness and followed the wind into the trees
Then I listen to a song that was not from the dead
my ears were anointed by flying singers pleas
