The Tourist   Leave a comment

Wandering and wondering
Perceiving passers by
As souls called tourists
Aimless in their mental mist
Empty of their busy-ness
The sun seduced
The hands of clock
Replaced by appetites
Or light and dark
Nothing bidding
Stress free living
Momentarily escaped
The world of work
People, pets, and luggage rolling
I pray they still can hear
The Mighty Spirit calling


Posted August 16, 2013 by doreenbirdsell in Spiritual Impressions

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