fireworks in the night
birds warbling before sunrise
dream of friend long dead
running so not to be late
first in line when alarm sounds
fireworks in the night
birds warbling before sunrise
dream of friend long dead
running so not to be late
first in line when alarm sounds
all night long my heart
up and down memory lane
chasing lost dreams
north wind came last night
noises creeping into sleep
woke to barren trees
“Do not be amazed that I told you, ‘You must be born from above.’ The wind blows where it wills, and you can hear the sound it makes, but you do not know where it comes from or where it goes; so it is with everyone who is born of the Spirit.” – Jn 3:8
from above we’re born
moving like the restless wind
’til we’re home again