Dripping from sky lights,
Pouring onto the path before me,
Blinded I step into motionless time.
Scripted affection in the sky beckoning,
tugging my heart onward beyond the rough,
dreams caressing the waves to stillness.
Behold,
Eyes slowly widen,
the glittering air of wonder,
a whispered dream of glory.
A hope my story longs to sing of,
A kingdom my heart longs to touch,
to know,
to grip with the depths of my soul.
All that I am for all that You are.
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