Eyes that see?
Or is it just me?
A plane landed on the highway
this
A.M.,
And like the Holy Spirit
so many years ago,
It was a take-your-breath-away
landing from above.
Shocked out of their shoes,
everyone boldly just started
spreading the news.
No thing and no one
could stop them, they
couldn't wait to tell.
Lit up from above,
like being set on fire,
no one has to go to hell.
Do you see
what I see?
Let's blaze a trail.
Acts 1 and 2
See this poem @ His Newsman
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