sitting on this park bench
find me here.
leaning back to exhale the past
breathing in grace and forgiveness
eyes blurry, focusing on flowers opening toward the sun
in the distance, i hear church bells
a familiar tune…wait, what is it?
i can find myself being transported back to 31410 McCracken St.
ah yes, here is the chorus:
‘at the cross, at the cross – where i first saw the light
the burden of my sin rolled away,
it was there by faith, i received my sight
and now i am happy all the day…’