16 October 2008

A cold wind blows

A cold wind blows from a top the mountain's highest peak.
A warm hearth stays the chill and loss of life.
The leaves fall and color the turf.

A cold wind blows through my mind and to make things ever bleak
A warm hearth keeps the love of god in my heart and to help me avoid strife.
The leaves fall and show me that life does come and go like the surf.

A cold wind blows across the sky.
A warm hearth heats the house.
The leaves fall rott and nurture the soil, plants and animals.

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