Sunday Morning Thoughts (poem) by Walter LaVerne Jones on AuthorsDen

Sunday Morning Thoughts
by Walter LaVerne Jones → (All Poetry by Walter LaVerne Jones)
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A little bit of reflection
Hear the wind it is crying in the wild of burning flames taste the glory of forever in the summer of her dawning in the name of life in pain no body calls me no angel knows my name just a wandering soldier in the rain lord in the rain pick the wisdom of a dreamer see him in the world of blame he is living in the streets in the pain lord in the pain walk the water in faith boy see the window to the snare if you ever find forgiveness let it rain lord let it rain she was his one true love she gave all she could in the hour of temptation she was miss understood like the body in the water as the faith comes on down see the dove leave his heart moving down lord moving down Hear me in the town of the hearts where fools live give me one good reason to for give lord to for give saw her in the temple of the hill beyond time threw the rock at her broke my troubled mind everyone is the victim of the world in which I live the last of the flowers forgive lord forgive the mind that lived see me now in the valley of the father and the son watch me step to the water in the son lord in the son. Take the trouble I have been spewing let float across the land in the last of the rain bow say I think she will understand Hear her crying to the wind lord hear me sing to the dawn help to receive him move on lord and move on Silver words know no value in the after call of life as the body is prepared for the death of all that is right kiss my forehead in the window of a thousand lost dreams hold the memory of her heart in the last of life's screams shall I walk the valley of the shadow of dying schemes to wee the love of life hold close all my dreams sky of evening calls out to me the water claims my name if you look for forever in the view of my fame Angels dance in the mountains as the chariot comes for me I will meet you we both will be free Spirits sing to the father our earthly tasks be done if you ever see me coming it will be in the son Clouds of heaven fall before me my body is now weak we will meet in the heavens from our earthly damaged street Got myself a savior God Almighty is his name he will take me to the golden place my soul he will claim