September 28, 2006

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  The Sun Sets in Streams of Gold

  By:  Pamela Rose Boyle

   

  There’s a feeling of peacefulness on the lake, leaving it calm as a mirrored glass,

  I can see my own reflection and I feel that Heaven is not far off

  The sun sets in pink and purple streams across the bay,

  Casting shadows upon my dock

  On the point, the willow bends and weeps over the water,

  Letting me know there is life out there; I praise the Lord our God

  I gently touch the water and watch the swirls go round and round,

  I hear your spirit call; it lands with softness upon my heart

  Your voice rings out in the wind; calming my soul

  Your love is deep; deeper than any hole that fills my heart,

  It is with You I long to be Lord: thou shalt never be apart.

   

   

  

   

   

  God Bless,

  Lisa

   

   

   

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