Journeys and Star Gazing

Autumn leaves on sandstone steps
are days and nights I remember still.
Your breath was just a sigh,
a goodnight and a long goodbye.

If you were beside me
I could hear the Word
That whispers through the wind,
barely heard.

If you were beside me
I could have the strength,
that lifts stones
above the ground.

If you were beside me
I could see the light,
that gives the sign
for the lost to be found.

Autumn leaves on sandstone steps
are days and nights I remember still.
Your breath was just a sigh,
a goodnight and a long goodbye.

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