Carry
I stroll down to the refreshing spring
The snow feathers through the mist.
I carry my camera
I carry my cares
I carry my requests
Yet I carry His presence.
Alone yet not alone
Out of the Spirit, into the mind
Impressions
Knowings
Perceptions.
I walk out of the mist
Back home
He carries me.
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