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Misty Breeze
by
Thomas © 1987

I sat one day
       beneath the trees,
The air was damp
       with misty breeze.
My spirits low
       from foolish pride,
My eyes were wet
       from tears I cried.
I sat alone
       no friend in sight,
My only feeling
       was that of fright.
'Twas then I said
       a simple prayer,
On that day
       with misty air.

Just three words
       were all I said,
When a great Light
       entered my head.
It warmed me up
       from inside out,
'Twas the God voice
       without a doubt.
It warmed my heart
       my soul and mind,
My eyes wer open
       no longer blind.
Right then I knew
       the joy of Love,
As Truly comes
       from God above.

This Joy of Love
       I now hold dear,
As many things
       I now see clear.
Our True Father
       is God above,
He knows no anger
       only Love.
for all of us
       His plan is good,
But it's hard to see
       through your hood.
The hood you wear
       is that of fear,
Yet with three words
       you could see clear.

The words I said
       were "God help me"
Three simple words
       as you can see.
The only words
       you'll ever need,
But never use them
       out of greed.
For then they will
       just cloud your mind,
And shield your eyes
       as though your blind.
Making it hard
       for you to see,
The beauty of
       God's reality.

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