What’s happening here?
I was once so alive
But now I’m so full of dread
And almost dead
Show me your wounded head that is lead to communion with the father
But where did he go?
His presence seems farther and farther away each day
but I’m trying
So hard
To steer his way
Yet still lonely and confused on this cold hard ground I lay
Speak to me wise mouth and say:
“It’s all good kid
It’s nothing that you did,
And though it feels like I’m not here with you right now
Just be still
And silent
And listen for that sound..
It’s nothing that you did,
And though it feels like I’m not here with you right now
Just be still
And silent
And listen for that sound..
Shhh..
Did you hear it?
Listen again.
Did you hear it?
That silent voice that just spoke nothing,
That is me,
I’m listening to your plea with open ears
Counting all your tears flowing from your irritated eyes
That is me,
I’m listening to your plea with open ears
Counting all your tears flowing from your irritated eyes
Searching the skies looking for that hope that beyond there lies.
Oh you young worrisome sparrow, find rest
Lay your battered head upon my omnipresent breast and make it your nest
No strong cold wind could ever blow and carry you from this your home
Look around,
See the life shooting up from the ground
Spring colors springing fourth and celebration of your trusting
It’s a constant process this is
Growing you into the person you are to become
But when you sense the setting of the sun
Know it is only rising and has just begun
Now go fourth.
Sing songs of faith.
And lift up others in the midst of this race
And if you can’t keep the pace or lose sight of my face
Know that I’m always near so you need not fear
Know it is only rising and has just begun
Now go fourth.
Sing songs of faith.
And lift up others in the midst of this race
And if you can’t keep the pace or lose sight of my face
Know that I’m always near so you need not fear
But don’t worry about all that right now
Just sit here and enjoy the peace I offer in my silence
When I am silent I am listening,
and
not
abandoning.
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They say that
"Sometimes you're further than the moon
and Sometimes closer than my skin."
I remember when you were closer than my skin.
Those were the evenings spent alone with you in bliss.
Those were the mornings you awoke me with a gentle kiss.
And these are the evenings I sit alone and wish and reminisce.
These are the mornings when I wake to an alarm clock after falling asleep
with the hurting thought
"Why have you forsaken me?"
not
abandoning.
_____________________________________
They say that
"Sometimes you're further than the moon
and Sometimes closer than my skin."
I remember when you were closer than my skin.
Those were the evenings spent alone with you in bliss.
Those were the mornings you awoke me with a gentle kiss.
And these are the evenings I sit alone and wish and reminisce.
These are the mornings when I wake to an alarm clock after falling asleep
with the hurting thought
"Why have you forsaken me?"
