Traveling

Tears through the tunnels,
I travel with clay on my shoes.
Prayers said, crosses made.
Up in the clouds only closer to you
With the bounty below, the perspective clears and the fear weans.
His majesty, His grace are ever present.
Thanks be given,
Our souls protected.

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