i
witness
the fog
lifted
from
their wings
black-suited ravens
know grazing
in the green grass
on a lazy afternoon

out-stretch wings
and
stiff
broad sail
gathered
its bearings
what guide
the
red tail hawk
full flight
across the
iron rail

We been blessed.
We been blessed.
Bless enough to be in love.

I confess.
Yes, I confessed.
We been blessed from God above.

He, at the center of our lives.
Both day and night.
The focus of hearts through everything we do.

Oh, we in love.
Yes, we in love.
And there's nothing better than being supported by the lord.

He, joined us together.
And others can't break us apart.
Cause love's the focus of our hearts.

Love only grows when it's more than seasonal.

there is no audience.
there is no performer.
there is only the empty room
that the dead dog lives inside of.