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inside we so often wander aimlessly through the vortex of spirituality
we dig still deep then ever before to reach the pinnacle of are being
soft sandal feet with a pitter patter noise of a peace that passes understanding
gravity takes a hold of me yet again I wander aimlessly onto another place
the cadence of columns with pillars nestled in the tiny fragments of my skull
love has a name I am that I am may you all understand
love came to the woman at the well with a great faith to tell
love was drawing with his finger in the sand in front of the prostitute accused
love was there from the very beginning & continues freely
to bask in the vast expanse of all known duration of inner sanctity
love needs to get apart from societal mainstream cause
living in todays mindset can be very mean
people are wandering as if nomadic herdsmen in desolation
falling apart at the seams in a pool of seeking self to please
shadows block the tug of the heart to light the inner spark of what I need to know
vast numbers are coming to an ultimate decision for there lives
does it come at any big enough surprise that Jesus is living in us
let us not enter into the forces that beckon a resistance
out of ever circumstance learn to take part in the dance
most of the world is living in a trance locked away in their own little tomb
we are forever his child in twilight through the turmoil & pain
join hands to start spreading the true meaning of why we are here
let me make this quite clear not everyone is free
they will call him Lord in the final day but he will not hear you
come to the small still voice who beckons your heart to draw near
let love be the anchor that holds the soul don't lose your control
people generally live for sin, self & Satan
wearing your Sunday best while frying the bacon
come to a greater knowledge then self
maybe you want to put that book right back on the shelf
only one life will soon be passed only what's done out of love will last
yet no one gets by on any free pass
We are forever his child gripped by the masters hand
hopefully someday you will all live to understand ?
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