How sweet is this sound; this sound of a leaf slowly making itís way to itís finally resting spot upon my chest. The sound echoes throughout my entire soul and brings forth childhood emotions Iíve left out to dry for far too long.
I needed this; this cold rush of air, this frighten chill down my spin, I needed it all.
All and all it was this simple day that changed my course of future wonderings. And I wish it to never stop, I wish it to infect further into my skull.
I pray nightly for the waterfall in my soul to never cease, yet to be quiet all at once. The sweetness of the leaf upon my chest has sent my quiet spring lake into a roaring summer waterfall.
All over again I am lost in it. I swim with all my strength to reach an edge that with every stroke towards becomes further and further away.
You and I have swam this path before; you and I choked on these words.
You and I have sunk beneath the current in search of long forgotten treasure, but my dear weíve been looking in all the wrong directions.
Before I drown away, as I did last summer, let my voice not be known as mine, let it be known as dead.
Of everything tossed at me today, Iíll take this moment to go.
Of everything said today, Iíll just pretend weíve had a good day.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
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