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Iluv_Jesus
Guest
I travel on mi own, not a fellow in sight;
I see a group that passes by without a second's wait,
I fly across the distant skies seeking to be one of the flock,
Where others attack and scratch and tear, nowhere to land.
The journey is hard and long and wearisome, often dull and alone.
Then I heard whispers as in cold kisses in the high Sun !!
I haven't lost hope that I would one day find my prize,
Waiting for me on the other side of Life.
Till then I journey on, finding comfort in the rain.
Till then I'll go on, no matter how hard the pain.
For the Spirit to survive, love and win is the same.
The love of God is for all mankind, not just the ones with a claim.
I see a group that passes by without a second's wait,
I fly across the distant skies seeking to be one of the flock,
Where others attack and scratch and tear, nowhere to land.
The journey is hard and long and wearisome, often dull and alone.
Then I heard whispers as in cold kisses in the high Sun !!
I haven't lost hope that I would one day find my prize,
Waiting for me on the other side of Life.
Till then I journey on, finding comfort in the rain.
Till then I'll go on, no matter how hard the pain.
For the Spirit to survive, love and win is the same.
The love of God is for all mankind, not just the ones with a claim.