The rain would not stopCoursing like a torrentFuriously,The sky murmuredDarkenedThe thunderFilled you with dread,The mountains echoedThe beastsAt the very edge of savageryHowled for war.
Dread of war




The rain would not stopCoursing like a torrentFuriously,The sky murmuredDarkenedThe thunderFilled you with dread,The mountains echoedThe beastsAt the very edge of savageryHowled for war.
Travelers on that road We walk all alone The first ones left their mark Along forgotten paths… Our footprints left behind Are covered up again And so the time slips by Along the unlit paths And…
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…
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