As the vocals open 

And wind escapes

Letting out a beautiful cry

May it rise up in salute to YOU

As it releases the heart’s message

May it be a pouring of praise 

A fountain of supplication unto YOU

A pool of Bethesda twirling its 

Healing, cleansing impurities 

May it be a Potter  remolding 

A builder rebuilding

A painter beautifying

Making living dust 

A living home to please

And welcome YOUR Stay


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When in stealth
windows of living dust
let the tiny streams flow
COMFORTER ONLY eyes of understanding
see the intricacies

When in deep shadows
trees form shapes of
never seen monsters
kisses of clean cool air
invoke chilly piercing scales
SCARED HANDS still jelly locomotors
and flying heart with your voice rendering
‘Peace be Still’