Monday, 20 August 2012

Walking

Just Walking
 
Walking on the dry sand
with my toes beneath the sacred land
my roots runs deep
where the waters fall freely
 
I can believe I can be me
With a light of sunshine
Burning in my heart
I walk to freedom
 
I hold your hand to walk with me
Come and see the darkness
Blown away by a soft hand
A man on a cross
For you
For me
 
Spread your heart
To the mountains
Give your eyes to the sky
Open your voice to the ocean
 
And come with me
See what I see
Be with me
Be with Thee.
 
(07-2005)

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