Deepest blue
We aspire
To godly due
Always reaching
Heaven bound
Leave my feet
Back on the ground
Flights of fancy
In the sky
Hug the Earth
And breathe a sigh
Always reaching
Heaven bound
Leave my feet
Back on the ground
Flights of fancy
In the sky
Hug the Earth
And breathe a sigh
And so I forfeit
The beauty
And insight
I will never know
Places where we simply
Are
Places where we simply
Be
Fascinating
How often I find
Places of worship there
No. No, no.
Divine
I mean divine.
Greetings traveler:
In ancient times, there was a prayer for “The Stranger Within our Gates.” Because this motel is a human institution to serve people, and not solely a money-making organization, we hope that God will grant you peace and rest while you are under our roof.
First, a tangent.
