The summer country


The summer country

Remember a glow
Golden in retrospect
The warmth of an endless afternoon
In undying youth
Breezes scented by a thousand blossoming things
We long to return to what was and will always be
Always here within us
Where we are meant to dwell
And that for which
We will never stop searching
Words like heaven and Paradise
Can not contain it
All of our senses can not contain it
But in the radiance of the coming day
In the light of a new morning
The distant sound of crystal chimes on the wind
The songs of angels whispered on the breeze
Will be calling us away
To live with our hearts open
Never to be broken again
In the fullness of Gods embrace


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