June 26, 2005
Posted on Tuesday, February 12, 2008 at 1:28 PM by Duncan Bouwer
And crawling on the planet’s face
Some insects called the human race
Lost in time, and lost in space
And meaning
SEEMS LIKE IT DOESN’T IT….But it’s not true. Here is the meaning of life. People, hearts, beauty. Serendipity and happenstance
And here you are just looking into my eyes
And there I see the love you can’t disguise
You gather my inside your loving arms to day
you don’t go away
you choose to stay…
Holy are you Lord,
Holy are you Lord
Holy are you Lord,
Oh my Delight!
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