This child limping
Long for Jesus’s power
To heal with a touch
Biz Admin Who Loves Technology
This child limping
Long for Jesus’s power
To heal with a touch

The colors of dusk
A crescent moon ascending
Autumnal air brisk

History in bricks
Such elegant stateliness
An autumn sunset

Dreams of motion
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p style=”font-family:"”>Sunlight’s glaring strength
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p style=”font-family:"”>The forces of life drive hard
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p style=”font-family:"”>Each day waking
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p style=”font-family:"”>I’m the same bed
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p style=”font-family:"”>With different views
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p style=”font-family:"”>Outside this glass
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p style=”font-family:"”>Wheels sparkle in the day
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p style=”font-family:"”>Transitions happen

In this deep darkness
As this day transformed to new
This eerie silence?
Darkness holds its own
Rest is deceptively hard
The street-light’s ally