Dabble

Susan Rutherford © May, 2001

The fleeting touch of angel's wings
Transpiring throughout time
Shall ere inspire me on and on
Through times where darkness is upon
And though near to breaking is my back
My spirit will not be torn asunder
For I have strength of untold bounds
Love, my saviour, music sounds
I hear love calling, feel it pressing
Taste love in a kiss
My heart swells with joy upon the fall
Of rain so sweet and fresh
To hear it pitter patter so
It soothes my weary breast
And though at times I feel forsook
I know I'll never wander
On any path or road or turn
Where love is too far yonder.