He Takes Me Home

I walk in his shadow
Though my mind is my own
I hear him call to me
When I am alone
The triumphant Gallup
Of my Shepard’s kiss
A longing so near
Brings forth hearts bliss
Which way do I go
The path is quite close
For some it is distant
For not doves they see crows
I feel his magic
As I wander from home
Showing me the way
Inside my souls tome

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