Poetry: Field of Flowers

by Liam

All I own will be here when I’m gone

Out walking with the angels

Here to be sung, to be spoken, to be called

Out loud into the day

The ways of those who listen

Will awake within the how you hear

Yes, hear up deeply wakeup fully, for you too

Will walk these far out places

Far up from the fields of flowers in spring

When God has called

Come and walk with these words

They were once flowers growing here

Given to me, to give to you.