In one of my dreamy moments, time
Pauses as the Spirit, like a breeze, swishes
Through an autumn day that’s ripe
And crisp as an apple, golden and delicious
My sorrowful heart hears the angels
Softly singing their joyous and glorious praise
Honoring our wondrous God Whose Love
Is more golden that all the fields of maize
My thirsting senses are filled with the
Sweet fragrance of roses wafting so freely
And i know Blessed Mother Mary is here
To hold me and help me, truly and really!
Stars strewn like silver sparkly confetti across
A shining, midnight blue sky descend down
And saturate my soul with The Light that
Will always and forever be faithfully around!