Deeply Moving Thought
A thousand echoes
whispering through the deep seashell
As the common bond between us
brushing sands
is lovingly holding
Sweet gentle tenderness
On desert dry lips
winds of change kiss
Looking towards the mountains
snow covering her face
White clouds cap the head
Just a plain country boy
Drifting away with shadows of a past life's pain
Holding dreams
finding your love completes the circle of a promise
Believing something greater exists
As the birds sing over amazing grace
Searching the high plain
Blue holds heaven's vision
As a cold wind alone cuts clean to the marrow
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