Coming Home

A gilded spaceThe raven sat watching with disgraceThe beautiful timesClear water filled with fresh limeThe story is about to startShe's moved through many false startsThe heavens open wideIt's time for her to really resideTo be a part of this townThe one she fled due to the frownsIt's time to returnAllow the old ideas to burnThere will be a welcome soonThe more she disgrades these concepts of gloomThe Sun will shineCreation will feel divinePeople will comeShe'll not be the only oneThose

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Finding Grace

Dreams of light The angels shiver in delight Far from here Fish swim in the golden mere There is a bridge not far from here I walk across it with a beloved coat I'm holding dear There is a gap in the bridge That ice water below is as cold as a fridge I see him standing there Whispers of silver in his hair He waits for me to pass the open hole His strength of faith hands me a

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