We all started out crying. Unaware. Thankfully welcomed by the two. In a time’s moment —bliss. tranquility. peace– the golden ticket shows…the grand entrance of a one-of-a-kind masterpiece. Proudly presents… existence.
Helpless. Falling down…
Baby steps… Step one.
Days. Weeks. Months. Years.
Time.Season. Change. Opportunities.
then…Twenty one years later.
…and You’re raising these twenty four voices
With twenty four hearts
With all of my symphonies
In twenty four parts
But I want to be one today — centered and true
I’m singing Spirit take me up in arms with You…