The Climb
Ayon Baxter
Copyright © July 30, 2011 Ayon L. Baxter. All rights reserved
I feel so far from you
The closer to you I get.
Oh illusive mountain peak
That is so near and yet,
Seems farther even now,
With every step I set
Yet I climb in hope each day,
Your words and wisdom be;
My strength and courage speak.
Tho’ your face I now not see,
Still, let your Spirit appear
A light so bright in me.
There’s a longing deep within
A place for you to fill.
Until my faith give place to sight
I patiently wait; still;
With the breath in me abated
Oh! In me Your Spirit to rill!
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