There is place…
Not far from the sea
Not far from the land
Not far from heaven
It is that place, I call home
I glide like a bird
I breeze like the wind
I cry like the rain
In that place I call home…
My dream is blue
The color of my mother’s soul, the sea
My truth is golden
The color of my Father’s thought. The land
And I cry white
The color of peace, the mighty heaven
“Life” has been said, is the name
of that place, I call home…!
“C.H. Mafi Copyright 2008”
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