Always Singing
Always singing for a purpose,
weather..through song, or written verses,
the psalmist in stillness sits on the bench,
and writes just about anything,
what's placed upon the heart at the moment,
serves in love through the words that are spoken,
accepting change and form as days go by,
God molding his heart, and adjusting his eyes.
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