Daylight Cross My Path
Morning breaks like bullets raining on top of the roof
as the shadows of heavens covers their head, while they
stands still in the dark with pillows clade behind the door
listening to the petrified sound rumbling under their beds.
Daylight peaked slowly through the trees
and the morning sway silently with the breeze
And something peculiar enters my space
and glory illuminates in my face.
The wonders of life surrounds me
and rapped its precious arms around me
the universe spread its warmth all over me
and penetrate my destiny.
open the fountain of peace
And spread your love all over the street.
The rock is standing still in the ground
But hope will lead you out of the miserable town
And when you cannot challenge the final race
your internal drive will lead you to a special place.
Smell the rose bud in the garden
And the cherry blossom hanging from the tree
Taste the succulent grapes from the vine
For it will make your appetite run wild
Visit the olive orchard on the hill
And it will make your spirit still
Daylight have crossed my path
And I have emerged out of the terrible dark
I can see clearly now
so join the conference and have fun
great men speak of power but the lonely
heart is filed with sorrows
Daylight have crossed my path
And my vision has come to pass.
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2025
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