Heart of the Wild Goose

Upon the wind He comes.
The heart of the wild goose
seeks me, desires me
to fly with Him, to follow.
Listen, listen, hear His call.

My heart moved, pumps quick,
I search sea and stormy skies,
my soul hears His call,
my mind amazed with wonder,
His presence becomes my strength.

Once more wild wings fly
upon the storm seeking you
who wait in hiding.
His breath comes with words of love
touching souls with gifts of hope.

© Craig A Roberts, 2020
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