Walking closer, getting smaller
Space is bigger, light is taller
Lost in space, found by time
Shadows swept off with the grime
Kneeling man, before the throne
Not feeling the slightest bit alone
Bowing head, ashamed of mud
Cleansed by Older Brother's blood
On the tree, see the Man
Now men are free, from His plan
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey