Mar 6, 2016

From a street painting displayed in Mehillia



The face is real
The hand rest on her shoulder 
Grace flows with the tears that are mingled into hair that wash the feet
Do you see this person here
Do you feel what they are engaged in
Are your tears flowing mingled down with your own emotions
Who do l grieve for this day
How many of my tears hit the ground uncounted
Prayers unanswered
Again l pray
Please God in your grace hear myself

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. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"