Reality, by George Chow
I can feel the breath of wind,
touches with my against when there i need.
I can hear the heart beats,
follow the rythm of time as each pass by.
I can see the love of eternity,
colors each dream of life to be true.
Step by step, round and round,
to our home.
In each room where God have love.
Where true love meets in heaven.
Feel God's words.
Hear Angels sent.
See divine again.
To know if its real.
|Posted: 2012-06-01 02:52:08 UTC|
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