Russell G. Robison

BARS

The door closed oh so quietly,
The bars closed right behind
But only I can see them there
These bars within my mind

I gaze up at the stars
A view I simply can’t decline
I know that He is with me
And that things will turn out fine

The breeze it whispers softly
Of a peace I need to find
And so I ask my Lord to take
These bars within my mind