We have & hold worlds in the palms of our hands,
reach out touching tomorrow's sands & waters of
time. We love or have loved with the lining of our
souls, from once broken but healed places, ever
teaching, leading & longing to give back ourselves.
With us, no thing ends, is unobtainable, unachievable,
undone. Nothing’s forever unknown.
reach out touching tomorrow's sands & waters of
time. We love or have loved with the lining of our
souls, from once broken but healed places, ever
teaching, leading & longing to give back ourselves.
With us, no thing ends, is unobtainable, unachievable,
undone. Nothing’s forever unknown.
Inside us a Heaven opens, a truth unveiled. There is a
singing, a strong song lulling us through pain, fear
& whatever shame a strong wind has blown down
in us, religiously knowing all wisdom, all truth, all
understanding, always a redeeming love.
We have buried woes in plots of hope beneath old
stones of expectation, bleeding & freely breeding new
life from those pieces left behind. The universe has left
us comforted by a joy that mourning brings, healed
by a sad story spun to make us whole.
stones of expectation, bleeding & freely breeding new
life from those pieces left behind. The universe has left
us comforted by a joy that mourning brings, healed
by a sad story spun to make us whole.
