September nyc

Sunrise finds me in my home Effortlessly motions become me and my legs bike across the wind balancing coffee and streetlights Ferry boats and bridges replace shorelines gratefully and humbly I am blinded from sight and derivation and I cry Holy holy holy Lord god of hosts Heaven snd earth are filled with your glory Hosanna Emotion fills me I well up with unknowing And a desire to run out to the supermarket and make egg sandwiches for the homeless 😀💐❤️