Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Rain Come Down

Storms are brewing,
Winds are blowing,
Signs are showing:
It's coming on.

Fences are breaking.
Tension's mounting;
Fears, surrounding
It's coming now.

Rain on me and sweep me away in the hurricane:
I want to be caught up in you.
I'm no longer looking for safety;
I'm just looking for you, and you are good.

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