Listen to this music

I am a hole in a flute that Christ’s breath moves through
Listen to this music.
I walk on a carpeted path of joy, acceptance and great love
I drink the sweetest waters of divinity
I laugh, I dance, walk with pride of having the greatest love ever
For I am a hole in a flute that Christ’s breath moves through
Listen to this music.
Though, there comes the days when roads are impassable
When the essence I share are all negatives
When forces join to fight me with much enjoyment
When nights are too long, my faith is feebled
When going down on my knees seems difficult with sore knees
But being a hole in a flute that Christ’s breath moves through,
I get the assurance of the morning after the night
The peace after the fights
The healing after sore knees
The calmness after the harsh storms
I am taken to great heights
Acceptance, enjoyment and enthusiasm become me
For I am a hole in a flute that Christ’s breath moves through
Listen to this music.