The Breeze

THE BREEZE

YOUR SPIRIT

LIKE A WIND

BLOWS GENTLY THROUGH MY MIND

CHECKING ALL THE CORRIDORS FOR INTRUDERS

UNLIKE YOUR KIND

YOUR SPIRIT WISPS THROUGH MY SOUL

CAPTURING

CAPTIVITY

~ INSIDE ~

.....ALL.....

ALL OF PAIN & BROKENNESS YOU HEAL

AND SET FREE

YOUR SPIRIT MOVES THROUGH MY BODY

LIKE WAVES ON THE BEACH AT IT'S SHORE

WASHING OVER ME

WASH OVER ME

HEAL ME EVERMORE~

YOUR SPIRIT MOVES THROUGH MY HEART

THE MOST SACRED PLACE OF ALL

WHERE WE ARE MADE HOLY

OR NOT AT ALL.

MOVE THROUGH MY HEART LORD

MAKE ME SOFT AGAIN

LIKE A CHILD

INNOCENT

LIKE A CHILD

YOUR FRIEND ~

*unless ye become as little children, ye cannot enter the kingdom of God."

written on thanksgiving day, 2004. J♥