Emancipation
Emancipation
Unfettered-Set free-
My soul is longing for Home
Where the wild ducks fly to winter
Where I hear the sweet sounds of swans
Calling her chicks to her side on tranquil lakes
That reflect distant snow covered mountain peaks
And shimmering golden trees laugh as they catch autumn sun
A treasury of diamonds glint across waters stirred by the gentle breeze
From air pure as the snow covered peaks that glisten against blue velvet skies
I am free to sing, to laugh, to know, I am fearfully and wonderful made in His image
A child of the KING of KINGS, and I with Angels sing, His adoration and His Praise
© Brenda V Northeast 2 April 2012
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