MY    LAND

I stand in the middle of my land
and your spirit embraces my soul.

As the wind blows,
I feel your embrace about me.

As I breath I drink
your love into my being.

Oh, land of my youth,
root of my being,
I long for your sweet caress.

Your blessing is a renewal to my soul
no matter where I may go.

©EEHealy


 



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