Monday, February 14, 2011

If My Heart Could Cry

If god could sing, I was hearing him this evening
Shades were drawn, but for seconds
Crystal waterfall collected in spring below
Sun glistened rays wrapped waters surface
Diamonds blind, the fortunate will see

I awoke, still hearing him singing
Moisture overflowing sends signal of mystery
Gratitude of soul some only dream of
If my heart can cry, it cries now

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