Windows of a Soul
Through each window I am bestowed to see
The path that lies before them is clear
Most are leading no where
The day is theirs
Lost in the moment where time stands still
Centered on their chosen Thrill
A journey that I have to watch
For what reason
Has not been told
I will trust in the Spirit
To keep me on course
And follow this path
Into Thy Lords Wrath..........
Copyright © Ninette Carey | Year Posted 2015
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