Colors In The Sky SHM
Like mirrored glass upon their eyes
they own reflective beauty from God's peeling laughter
he made them so perfect they hypnotize
as they soar in the air, they don't look for answers.
A symbol of innocence and love united
two peacemakers like conscientious jewels
aiming for the threshold of His lighted
path, no one ever clashes here in duel.
Bird servants of His light, they fly as one
beneath the bows of heaven, it's you and I
let us fly towards that golden sun
though we own legs, we're meant to fly
Let us be like those doves, living side by side
as we eye this life, we all need a little guide.
it is you and I
beneath the bows of heaven
soaring in the air
we all need a little guidance - at the threshold of His light we find it
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2023
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