A fallen mist in new days rise
Dwells within the seen
Calling soul to contemplate
A mystery to gleam

The normal view obscured
Turns lens a different way
To gift of Your indwelling
Of Spirits voice we pray

A sign post in the way
States we cannot see clear
That we must walk by faith
In hold of our God dear

Perhaps as desert dwellers
It’s God descending here
Loves embrace is present
Dwelling everywhere

Or souls of greater place
Reach out to us in love
In touch of guiding hand
Their prayers sent from above

Maybe just a conversation
An opportunity
A prayer within the bonding
To turn our heart to thee


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