When I Breathe
He is the air that I breathe
Wakes the morning sun moon
and stars that paint the evening sky
The night waits for the dawn
like waiting to hear a child's first words
And when the sun peeks from the
other side of the world the night knows
its time is coming to an end
The Son of Man the light of the world
is the dawn in our darkness
Frank Black Blacharczyk
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