Abba

ABBA

The hour I begin tp pray to you "Abba"
The winds begin to blow over me
You hear every word I speak

Nestled out in the meadows I am
Under your heavans I look up to you
You recieve me as you always do
In full measure your Holy Spirit descends upon me
Bringing me to that place of peace
You angels encircle me
Thus bringing me into their fold

Take me from here to there "Abba"
So much of you I still want to know
Release the true nature of you spirited winds upon me
Fill my mind with visions of you only
Clear my thoughts and create the pathway
that leads to you only..

7-31-2004

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