Friday, August 2, 2013

New Sea

All you need the love and found
Light of pathway, solid ground  
Protected by angels
Under a certain light...
Red obtains a reflection of Christ 
In the silhouette of autumn refrain 
I will not enter 
Until the gates reappear in summer's rain
You are my canvas 
And I am the brush that paints the new sea.  

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