Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Hope to meet You there, whence night meets the morn, when river falls to theocean,

Hope to meet You there,
Whence night meets the morn,
When river falls to the ocean,

Hope to get Your bless
Whence the city turns country,
And Nature mother like opens Her bounty,

Hope to sing like Reed,
Whence rains awakens the seed,
And words write Your Will, Your Deeds,

Hope to live in Your fragrant dream,
Where the sky expands like loving life untrimmed,
And scrapbook mine expands too to a lighted beam.

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