Footprints In the Sand
Do the footprints in the sand,
lead us to the holy land.
Where angels are discovered,
or is it just a sleight of hand.
We must trust in our beliefs,
always doing what we can.
There are no certainties in life,
just the promises of man.
If we opened up our eyes,
and seen the world in all its truth,
There would be no more excuses,
no placing blame... without the proof.
As we`re walking hand in hand,
leaving footprints in the sand.
to where our angels sleep so peaceful,
in the grace of holy land.
Copyright © Stephen Stewart | Year Posted 2017
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