Your Every Move

there's a master plan
we just can't see
maybe, hidden by mountains
or shady mesquite
sometimes we can't see the light
but we can feel the heat
open your mind
before you retreat

when forgiveness feels
like a foreign place
where serenity
doesn't show its grace
when you search for peace
but it escapes
and the remaining dregs 
shake what's left of faith

you read the books
attend the groups
it doesn't soak in
or help to soothe
the shadow shrinks
but is never removed
the shroud still covers
your every move

there's a master plan
we just can't see
maybe, hidden by mountains
or shady mesquite
sometimes we can't see the light
but we can feel the heat
open your mind
before you retreat
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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