On Your Way, On Your Way
I pray to my heavenly host
That you are not merely a ghost
Something I can not see
Just a vision to me
I want to see your holy face
A sparkle a glimmer
Something I can embrace
Some say you leave a holy trail
Gold dust they prevail
I might not see you standing
By my side, I am demanding
As your presence floats by
I know now I may not see
Until the sweet by and by
But what’s in my heart, I do believe
I hope one day to feel the breeze
Of your wings so close to me
On your way, on your way
Will find me some other day
But for now I pray
On your way, on your way
To guide other some other day
On your way, on your way
Copyright © Flossie Gierke | Year Posted 2017
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