Brisk and cool
The grass crushing under my feet
Moist from the moon's tears
Still damp from yesterday's sweat
The ground screaming for my feet
My toes answering the sweet call
His voice on the tip of my ears
Guiding me through the mysteries
Always protecting my steps
Look back forward up and down
I can feel God's presence all around
The smell of Grace
Fresh in the air
Like collard greens that have been on the stove all my life
That blessed aroma is everywhere
I cant escape His Glory
Why would I want to
Baptized in the fire
Drowning in his pool of mercy
All He does is save
Me from me
And he is so much better at it
Than me
Isn't he
The epitome
Of love
Personification of kindness
When it comes to being a father and friend
He's the realest
I could ever find.....©
🐉🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
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