THE DAY I LOST MY MIND

Like a car wreck moving slow
The birds,
  the bees,
    the muscley breeze
All took me in their tow.

The sidewalk tar,
  The passing car,
    The crippling chirps above . .

How could I know
  What breaks still grows
    What God hath wrought
      He knows.

The place I was
  The Devil does
    From track He smacked a shove
      To get me where
      I'd chance to share
The blessings of His love.
© 2008 by Michael J. Farrand


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