In the morning when I rise
I pray my spirit to the skies
And lift the veil of heavy lies
That tear the soul’s heart as it dies
In the morning when I rise
I pray my spirit to the skies
And lift the veil of heavy lies
That tear the soul’s heart as it dies
Very nice–not sure if it’s a bit sad, or that’s just my “morning viewpoint” (It takes me a couple hours or more to get my “Party Caddo” mood going!). God bless you abundantly today.
I love to write with multiple meanings… it’s a thing for me.
So pleased you specify that heavy veil is composed of lies! Yes, we must look up and remove the blinders of lies from the eyes of our souls.
I am impressed with your consistent thoughtfulness granbee. Cheers.