A Pathway
A simple soul; angelic breath.
To be struck down by fire, is a painful death.
No home to love, in an evil place.
Together a family, love embraced.
Angels in the eyes of God.
Taking a stroll, amiss the ocean.
Creative creation; unknown devotion.
Held in my hand is your hand,
To guide you through this unkind land.
A Pathway in the presence of God.
A love so pure, is that of God.
A sight so beautiful, is the sight of God.
Who so ever will, I beg thee come,
and live forever, in the land of God.
To be struck down by fire, is a painful death.
No home to love, in an evil place.
Together a family, love embraced.
Angels in the eyes of God.
Taking a stroll, amiss the ocean.
Creative creation; unknown devotion.
Held in my hand is your hand,
To guide you through this unkind land.
A Pathway in the presence of God.
A love so pure, is that of God.
A sight so beautiful, is the sight of God.
Who so ever will, I beg thee come,
and live forever, in the land of God.
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