Clean white sheets
Will Hold my soul
As best I know
My hand bestow
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Yes Christ was born, A gift to all
But one un-chosen, rejected
Because He asks something of us
Like water in a pool…which gives life, we must choose to dip our faces in it.
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Words
Words exchange selves
Giving a part, a thought
Holding a fear of a friend
Melting a heart
Burning a hole
Sending a soul
Soaring above it all
To a place we don’t know
Except for the feeling
That spot buried deep
That tells us the truth
Of self, of you, of us
Words exchange dreams
Things are unseen, not stone
Worlds in our minds never end
Places unreal
But yet, they feel
Ache in our bone
Holding a future call
A vision of might
Salvation and healing
Almighty’s revealing
Our place in this world
While we are here, with words