To Fly Like The Wind

To fly like the wind,

And be young again

Are dreams of old bones.

Sing a sigh, then

Find the grace 

Instead tell stories.

For you are the thread

That God sent

To weave eternity.

Like an act of prayer

Notes of joy

A body of forgiveness

In all you do and breathe.

In this, you will be grace

And God's own fruit.

By NL McCormick

From: United States

Twitter: @NanLou4

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