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Today I sat outside a church...

Today I sat outside a church

Afraid to even go in

There was a bench to sit upon

Wher'st I could sit and look in


Twas there I felt a gentle breeze

And breathed it in I say

And Your sweet Spirit Lord

Beckoned me to stay


I felt Your Presence

Revived my soul

As I sat in the Splendor

of natures gifts, Your gentleness to rule


My heart and head it was a gift

I found You there My Friend

You beckoned me to write a bit

And not my knee to bend


So I come here, late in eve

To thank You just once more

Someday when I am beckoned home

I'll walk through that front door


Outside outside the preacher yells

Don't bring your hogwash here

Til you bring another one another

To worship with us here


To grow, to grow

That magnificent shrine

To our exalted Mother

You lost a friend I know my man

Time you find yet another


Not good to be alone good friend

I say this with all kindness

Let's mourn together and read books

Til shining sun shall find us


In light and dark, in storm and cloud

Oh my the times of day

Remember that I lived and died

Twas My price that I paid


Yes I'm Your Lord for sure it's true

No need to wander everywhere blue

Take in the time with Me and Her

We will make your choices clean and pure


Grow like that tree you sat in front

of today with gentle breeze

My Cross was conquered for all time

So that you'd be at ease


Thank you mom and dad

 
 
 

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