He is my song

the joy in my heart

He is the words

that were broken apart

He is the healing that

I cannot start

He is my song

the joy in my heart

He is the shadow-breaker, light-maker, life-maker, earth-shaker

He is

He is

He is my song and my breath and my feet say they will dance

and my arms say they will raise to the heavens and points to his glory

and my hands will hold the broken and my fingers will build stories in papers and make music of suffering that’s temporary and like one a single tear on a happy face that laughs with the blessings that are meant for many generations

like mine

like yours

like will you run with me in a field and stare at the golden yellow shining from the blossoms on the stretching trees that is one of the wonders God has shown me.