Your words are like poetry to my soul filling me with comfort, filling me with hope if only you knew the power your words have When troubled and saddened, They were streams of life onto a barren land They were that one lone flower rising up from the cracks You are my dreams when wide awake you're my sunshine at 3am you're my deserted island's winter snow You're prayers attached by the thorns on a Our Lady's rose My midnight offerings, Yes, the very prayers attached to my bed post Your eyes pierced through me reading every single word to my story and though only for a minute or two Oh, sweet peace from a sunset's breeze all I can say is somehow, someday I'll see you again You are my dreams when wide awake you're my sunshine at 3am you're my deserted island's winter snow You're my prayers attached to me by the thorns on a rose for Our Lady My midnight offerings Your smile was escaped my mind's picturesqu...
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Just some musings ... Hard to come by inspiration nowadays To love is an act of faith It is a chance , a risk you take It's a single drop of water, In the scorching heat refreshing a soul from its own defeat To love is an act of faith Armies of hope Marching in unison It's not giving up When all else fails you're still hanging on At the other end of the rope Against waves of hate You are a voice One more voice Marching in an army of hope This is not forced It is my choice To believe beyond reason To love in every season To love is an act of faith It will bring you to your knees Take the very air from your lungs As you struggle to breathe For faith is believing in that which we cannot see You must train your heart to be the guides faith will be your eyes It's like Holy Water From a desert stream Cleanses you from all you impossibilities you see Though you can't explain it, how it feels , or from whence it leaps To love is an act muc...