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Wild, Wild Geese at Church

Nina Kinert

Wild, wild geese early in the morning
Field at peace moving with the wind
In her hair, weave out despair and yearning
In our pace, here we’re safe and wild

Mouth to feed - here’s my every heartbeat
Little seed - a blessing and a curse
The greatest thing I’ll ever need to carry
To set you free and wipe my tears away