Lord, we part
the days and hours
when space in sync
was sweetly ours
a gift we know
this tide imprints
a lasting mark
of heaven hint
the joy and mirth
authentic scenes
abridge the miles
that stretch between
and when the years
away add up
return our minds
and fill our cups
to all the buds
this span allowed
the green and growth
of what is bound
and ever true
Your promise soars
we’re each of us
chosen,
Yours.
The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face to shine upon you and be gracious to you; the Lord lift up his countenance upon you and give you peace. – Numbers 6:24-26
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