KNOCK, KNOCK, ON
MY DOOR
Every day YOU knock on my door….
Sometimes I hear YOU, O God.
Sometimes I feel the wind ….
Sometimes I catch the fragrance ….
Sometimes I feel the touch ….
Sometimes I hear the word ….
Sometimes YOU become flesh ….
Make it now, O God. Make it now.
© Andy Costello, Reflections
2019
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