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The Manic Minstrel

Flying Colors

You blow my mind,
blow me away
every moment,
every second of every day;
You speak to me softly
– hurricane winds
whispering what You say
passing by
– incandescent is the Way;
though at times
I try
to stay
– impossible to resist You,
I surrender
to Your sway;
Your love is a breeze
and the Answer
to all of the prayers
that we pray.

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