As
I walk up the dusty trail before me
and I see my footprints follow me
and I see my footprints follow me
as
my dirty, murky past leaves a
long trail of deep imprints.
long trail of deep imprints.
As
I close my eyes I wish that I would
have never made those steps,
have never made those steps,
feeling the despair
and guilt that is stuck on me,
and guilt that is stuck on me,
sorrowful
I plead to God to forgive me.
As
I ask these words
I
can feel the tall green pines
and spruces begin to dance
in the breeze with joy.
and spruces begin to dance
in the breeze with joy.
The
flowers are dancing along
with the trees to the
spring birds a singing,
with the trees to the
spring birds a singing,
the
tall meadow grass
raising and waving like it’s their
arms in praise of God.
raising and waving like it’s their
arms in praise of God.
I
feel the rain begin to pour over me,
cleanse
me from the inside out,
dripping
in the rain I care not
as
I look behind me my path is swiped clean.
No
more deep imprints but the
path made smooth and clean.
path made smooth and clean.
I
twirl in awe and enjoyment of their song.
I love the smell and the feeling of the rain,
God’s
tears of joy coming down over me.
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