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LOVE'S ENOUGH


On a day like today
Is it time to walk away,
has the sun found me
or have I done plenty?

It feels like Love
has had enough.
Enough, her eyes speak,
this brings me to weep.

Can't she see,
I still breathe
this all for her,
it's not for me?

Every word I write
paints her face,
every line inscribed
climbs the trees.

Every breath she takes
moves deep in me,
echoes over the surface
of my dreams.

There's still time to be,
the fish and the fowl,
the oceans and the sea,
the bear and me.

Love's worn to the center,
about to break in two,
time is manmade,
the chorus sings true.

On a day like today,
is it time to walk away,
has the sun found me
or have I done plenty?

I am filled up with Creation,
waiting to be joined,
met on the pathway Home,
brothers, sisters of the rainbow!

Let the wind carry our song,
raise joy with the sun above,
purpose worn like a ring
a ring that fits like Love!

Rise up and carry the old man
out into the wide open,
let come what will, what may,
be that Jesus, be that Love!

Be that God in all God's glory,
then let it be!
Be it Home, be it (H)eartH,
Then let it speak!

Be that daughters and sons,
let them ring out as savior,
let them ring out for all to know,
this message is for the collective One!

Walk over mountains,
fly over forests and seas,
carry our suffering away,
let the children breathe!

Every word I write
paints her face,
every line inscribed
climbs the trees.

Every breath she takes
moves deep inside of me,
echoes over the surface
of my dreams.

Every word I write
paints her face,
every line inscribed
climbs the trees.

Every breath she takes
moves deep inside of me,
echoes over the surface
of my dreams.

Love, Peace,
Forgiveness, Laughter
set me free...

© 2016 Mark Richard Prime

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