The Spirit Moves In Wondrous Ways


Right Before My Eyes

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Journey’s end eludes, further each sunrise;
Wind on my face, dreaming, song in the trees;
Searching for answers, right before my eyes.

To find, one must seek, why then the surprise;
Beauty where it’s found, brings me to my knees;
Journey’s end eludes, further each sunrise.

Yesterday’s refrain is today’s reprise;
Hold on to memories, feeds my unease;
Searching for answers, right before my eyes.

Wind and rain, nature’s teardrops, cleanse the skies;
Rainbow promises serve only to tease;
Journey’s end eludes, further each sunrise.

Silence veils truth, deafness hears no cries;
Listen with my heart, tender to the pleas;
Searching for answers, right before my eyes.

Yesterdays forgotten, stay the demise;
Hope-filled compassion carried on a breeze;
Journey’s end eludes, further each sunrise;
Searching for answers, right before my eyes.

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