Eye can see,what should a clear blue sky mean to me;is it just a
place I long to be,an entry or an exit,let in leave out,GOD'S GRACE,gives silence;it may shake,or rejuvenate;what calls me home
can also scatter,how can I think without grey matter,with sightlike vision is it that date we all await,life have a lesson
for every day life's a journey,made outbound,or homebound,some
people do make a wider search,country road's where fields are
green;the wanderer may find a scene,and sees the unseen when all
alone,outside spaces can lead to places,road's get longer there
is a hunger,tired or stressed GOD will give some rest,a journey
may be more or less,but never a guess.
PLEASE ENCOURAGE AUTHOR,
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