Fear overcomes joy of dreams scattered
A young heart burn to it’s weary in sorrow.
Soul ignited by evil red- colored.
In the orchards I seek refuge.
And see nature ripe in abundancy
A fallen peach rolls blind to unknown.
Stilled by the net of destiny.
Weep not son. He vigilante with grace.
Barb a mustard faith in thy fist.
On my knees Almighty I’ll make peace.
Lord walk with me evermore.
When waves ruffle wildly & threats.
Lone in scary seashore,soul tremble.
Uncertain I turn to only footprints.
Where are your Lord? My faith crumble.
With a soft touch of Gold.
« return.