I raise my hands to you in praise,
to be thankful in all amaze.
Heart beating in rythme to sound,
a waterfall was found.
In the mist of all that's true,
my heart always belonged to you.
You took my hand and guide me,
brought me in to see.
Astounded by your love for all,
it's so big and never small.
Genuine in all that's pure,
pronouned and never slured.
Lighting up with all my might,
to say in all that's right.
It's bright in love and grace,
A purpose in this place.
Life gives all choices,
so lift up your voices.
beautiful piece thanks for looking/commenting on my The Atitude of Night