Grasses bend beneth the breeze,
Trees bow to the wind,
The sun burns hot,
Withen its self is a raging fire.
I stand in the grass watching the trees bend.
The sun on my face,
Its rays burning me inside and out!
We are like the tree,
Growing in many different ways towards ONE hope,
Bending in the presence of God,
And feeling His burning passion.
He whispers His breath is peace,
He sends rain to remind me of the grace he grants me,
For He says it comes in buckets and blows like a storm!
He is not still but,
Violent for Me,
As the King was for Helen of Troy!
The nerves in my stomuch cry for joy,
For His fragrace is near,
My body shakes in emotion,
The tears drop,
Like the rain drops of grace he sends me.
He places a hand on my shoulders and whispers "I am Here."
But the tears roll faster and my heart pounds on the door of my chest,
I can feel his passion!
He wants me,
Oh He wants Me!
He loves me,
Till death but oh and then,
Our life will only begin together,
Forever as ONE!
Trees bow to the wind,
The sun burns hot,
Withen its self is a raging fire.
I stand in the grass watching the trees bend.
The sun on my face,
Its rays burning me inside and out!
We are like the tree,
Growing in many different ways towards ONE hope,
Bending in the presence of God,
And feeling His burning passion.
He whispers His breath is peace,
He sends rain to remind me of the grace he grants me,
For He says it comes in buckets and blows like a storm!
He is not still but,
Violent for Me,
As the King was for Helen of Troy!
The nerves in my stomuch cry for joy,
For His fragrace is near,
My body shakes in emotion,
The tears drop,
Like the rain drops of grace he sends me.
He places a hand on my shoulders and whispers "I am Here."
But the tears roll faster and my heart pounds on the door of my chest,
I can feel his passion!
He wants me,
Oh He wants Me!
He loves me,
Till death but oh and then,
Our life will only begin together,
Forever as ONE!
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