Echoing Silence

Echoing Silence

 .......
into the wind
out to the sea
simple moments
surrounding me
~
man of the tongue 
with a heart of fire
canvas of dust
your soul climbing higher
~
the sky can not contain
your light from now on
so God in your grace
we cry out in song
~
"there is a house in new orleans
they call the rising sun." 
my dad, my God, my savior now
will harmonize as one

.......
matt francis



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