Holy are the birds
Holy is the sun
Holy is the ground that we walk upon
Holy are the trees
Holy is the rain
Holy are the memories that nest in our brain
Holy is the grass
Holy is the snow
Holy is the darkness that lurks when you're low
Holy is the new born
Holy are the seas
Holy is a flag blown in the breeze
Holy are soldiers
Holy is the night
Holy is a boxer hurt in the fight
Holy are the animals
Holy is me
Holy are people on the road to be free
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Thanks CHAZ - In God's sight we and everything around us is HOLY. Personally I treat everyone and everything as HOLY - BRIAN
I see Holy in a new light, one that raises the spirit and does not raise questions. Thank you.
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