I will not bow to the mountains Or worship the bull's grassy plain; Heartstains may cover the ocean, But still there my spirit refrains. I will not conquer the city Or kill with the kindest intent; Though my soul drowns in its tearstains, My spirit in stillness repents. He has accomplished my nightmare When sorrow was borrowed in Love; He has relinquished His Spirit, He has become like a dove. I have done nothing but watch Him alight; Now I will follow Him, dancing in flight.
My Poems
Although some friends abandon lonely way, A Poem About Me Black -> Blue Black Sunlight, Shine! Callings Colorado Love Conjunctivitis Daydreams Deep, Deep, Deep i met a girl I Know the Taste of Death I stood alone on morning clear I will not worship the mountains, In your eyes resides a home Greatness The Ghost in Me My Greatest Fear heaven isn't celibate No Matter What Slack Line Love There was a man who loved the Lord There's nothing I can say, Journeys Nature's Hue Watchman, O Watchman What Can Right Ten Thousand Wrongs? When all the world felt dark as night, When violence refuses to be named, Why I Stray Your hair is redder than the sun, The Lord Is The Lord's Will The Quiet Truth

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