Everywhere I Go, It Reigns

Everywhere I Go it Reigns Silent. Still the Son today – stretch a gauze across his face. Stir remorse amid the clouds, Unto me, I say – tiny hands of angels, millions swarm the skies to pull the curtain closed, yet to reveal dull surprise— This mist shall send a message, the vapor spins a web – each thought we murmur, say, I say, I said with no regret. For gathered in this scheme, The dreams of Gods and men, The surface shimmers new, a cleansing solace new. For God’s breath – renounced, the fluid pure it flows, He lives! So close, So vehemently to you, But you’ve known this all along, Reach out and feel his tears upon your palms More than any psalm I say, More than you this day, A gift of love and harmony, He sheds such concepts blue, Place your face towards the skies, You’re being there renewed.