So many questions
so few answers
or is it maybe
so few questions
with too many declares
and like a short lived eclair
my dreams keep slipping away past me
or do I simply sleep
as they sit still awake
Is the world really so vast
and the universe that small
Its hard to know sometimes
I think myself
I think I must be blessed
No biblical knowledge of heaven
Nor these things of somewhere else
Though my blind bind faith in a loving god,
Mysterious, but gives me room to grow
Imagining the universe holds us all well
and keeps heavens safe,
The place our dreams wait

sweet

your sweet.
Thanks Jimmy

I like how you think

aww gee,
Hey Thanks, pkd1220!