Sometimes I do believe
There’s a warmth in the trees
Across the road, down the hill
And far away from this today.
Sometimes I do believe
There’s majesty in all we do
Our breath, our beating heart
Skipping like a meadowlark.
Sometimes I do believe
We are one with God
Child, parent, desperate soul
Sometimes I do believe.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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