What lies behind another’s eyes
Is a floodgate begging to be overflew
A history and future hopes
A recipe desiring to be found
A cloud waiting for the rain to fall down
On a deserts parched ground
That will cradle the gift in its open sands
Up on the mountain, I know God is sitting
With a smile on His face
Grace in His heart and Forgiveness by Faith
And, I know, up on that mountain
His love will not be hidden from our eyes
There are anvils and hammers
Molding the searching soul into one found
A gift underserved
A truth that cannot be denied
A breath into those who’ve died
On a deserts parched ground
Willing to cradle the gift in their open hands
Well, I loved reading through this piece. it is inspiring and flowing. It is great to have positive thoughts!