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Oct 2015
Get out of the boat and walk on the water.
We have lived under a roof of religiously
For so long.
Do not be afraid step out of the boat
and come to your father.
"" My child I have been waiting for to long""

The FatherΒ Β wants to see your face
Not the top of your head.
As you look up into his eyes you can
See wells of living water.
Feel my presence
Smell my perfume.
He longs to hold us in his arms.
Pull in closer
Reach out let God hug you.
Your heart rests upon his brow.
Years of great joy
Is running down his cheeks.
Rosalind Heather Alexander
Written by
Rosalind Heather Alexander  64/F/Edinburgh Scotland
(64/F/Edinburgh Scotland)   
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