Open heart, sky so bright;
almost like a silent night.
A sudden mist, across my face;
must I run, or just embrace?
Open sky, shines so bright;
it is anything but, a silent night.
I hear it again, oh so clear;
"Come, sweet child, please draw near."
Open heart, filled with light;
brings sweet release; yearning for, my silent night.
Finding Contentment This Christmas
3 days ago
0 comments:
Post a Comment