moved.moved.moved

Wednesday, November 06, 2002

once u experience the cool, gentle breeze
it makes u feel warmth and wonder inside
like a drop of honey, or jus a little tease
its like coming to u with arms open wide

it brushes past ur ears in adoration
runs thru ur soul like a mysterious train
capturing ur heart with just simple patience
the freedom of ur troubles, ur freed from pain

hard to conceptualise within just a breadth of a minute
but when u glance side to side it all just seems simple
its likes falling beyond, even further into a bottomless pit
the grace and understanding far higher den a steeple

a steeple of grace, love and passion
by which no ordinary heart can contain
only peace and strength keeps one going on
to free oneself from this laughing game