OPENING
2014071201 - c 2014 wlc
Going out to meet some friends
I feel their faces, glowing smiles
Fully of happy sunlit ventures
Not whatever money buys
As the mem'ries cascade through
Time and space they do traverse
I feel Your touch so deep inside
And start to cry as we converse
There are no words, no imagery
Just a wordless touch of soul
In several seconds' time of talk
I've been shown my life is whole
I sit here driving, crying still
My heart alight with Love, Your Will
Words attempt to make their way
But are, as always, pale display
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