Poem By B.A. Phillips

May I rest my troubled mind upon you?
And confide in you
My purpose for life?

May we seek, together,
A warmth fit to serve
To serve the one true God

Let us dance together
On this sun like earth
But never burned or consumed

May our hot days be cold
And our cold days, hot
Under a shade we live in harmony

Together we gain
And together we share
Unbound knowledge and truth

May we hold our hearts
Till death do us part
And on the otherside, we wait

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