I. We often lose our meaning

In the sundry things of life.

We think we’ve reached our limits

When it’s only time to try

To reach a little higher

For the inaccessible,

And sometimes find the perfect

In the same faint hope.

 

II. Somewhere in

The depths of the night

Your verses hold me tight.

And I can breathe again. 

Because a spiritual wind

Is blowing through my soul.

 

III. A million miles away and right

Next door.

That is where You are.

As close as my heartbeat yet more

Distant than the echoes of a star. 

Infinity stretches on and you are

A part of the eternalness of life.

 

You exist.

Present, past and future

Have no meaning to You.

They are one. 

 

But to me life has just begun

Every promise is new.

Time holds me within its bounds

Until my soul will stretch with You

Out of this body and into

A new dimension of space sublime.

 

IV. Murky depths in my mind

Keep me from discovery

Keep me from recovery

Tell me I am fine.

When in reality,

I need to clean,

Purify and refine,

Like an oiled machine

These thoughts of mine.

 

V. 

A song I raise

To Him who writes

The words of my life.

 

He supplies the notes and rhythm

I supply the pattern with them.

I hope He smiles when he hears

The notes He's given me through the years.

The words put into sentences:

The thoughts fully applied.

 

And most of all I long to see

The Great Musician look at me

And tell me child, "Well Done.

Welcome to a new home

Where music rings from all

Who've joined the Master's  Song.

 

VI.

Perhaps.

Perhaps tomorrow

In the stillness of the night

Or the early morning light

He will come.

 

Perhaps

While the birds are still singing

And wedding bells are ringing

Trumpets will shout.

 

Perhaps

On an ordinary day

When I still have words to say

He will speak.

 

And His voice will shake the earth

In its frantic, hurried state.

Some will notice it's too late.

Others will be glad the wait

Was worth it in the end.

 

Perhaps

Is not so far as

One might think.

Perhaps we are just now

On the brink of time.

And in a moment--

Eternity. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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