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"Sunday Winter Temple Trespass"
"Sunday Winter Temple Trespass"
Winter skies, sun lit and grey
Behind a Sunday snow backdrop
Life on this little blue/green marble
Spinning and spinning a little more each day
The snow and ice crackle beneath our feet
But I can't feel the cold anymore
I try to pay attention but
All I can hear is the sound of your voice
Is it lawful to steal on the Sabbath?
Are we not committing a trespass by trespassing through the temple doors?
Every little thing belongs
God is here.........
And there........
God is nowhere.......
And everywhere........
Every tear will be wiped away
Stain glass strains to sustain
This gleaming phenomena in which all colors are tied as one
Looking up at this splendor I'm lost, caught up in a fit of memories
Feeling everything so much at once
Yet being completely free from it all
In this moment now is all there is
All that is now is just this moment
Praying as we can
Those meditations become an oasis
In that place time and space ceased to exist
And a piece of peace given freely to us
