As dawn approaches the present seems laborious
Silence at night... no way out.. is cumbersome
In the valley, where self is alone
Success lies behind the open door
The mountain Has to MOVE as your spirit writes the score
Hallelujah!
Strength is in the truth that you face in your reflection
Hope for the weary seen in a blind connection
Sojourn up the mountain side in "His Hand"
What closed could be .. ...."His plan"
~Pattyb
