Thursday, January 26, 2012

B O O !
҈


Can you say '
back from the dead'?

I knew you could.

Oh, yeah, the Eagles Cardinals won the World Series~!



And I could easily fall from grace
then another would take my place

For the chance to behold Your face

And the days of my life are but grains of sand

As they fall from your open hand
at the call of the wind's command

Many words are spoken when there's nothing to say
They fall upon the ears of those who don't know the way
To read between the lines, that lead between the lines
That lead me to You

All that I ask You is, show me how to follow You and I'll obey
Teach me how to reach You, I can't find my way

Let me see the light, let me be the light

As the sun turns slowly around the sky
Till the shadow of night is high

The eagle will learn to fly

And the days of his life are but grains of sand
As they fall from Your open hand

And vanish among the land

Many words are spoken when there's nothing to say
They fall upon the ears of those who don't know the way

To read
between
the
lines,
by
following
the
signs

That can lead

to You

But show me how to follow You and I'll obey
Teach me how to reach You, I can't find my way
Let me see the light, let me be the light

And so, with no warning, nor last goodbyes

In the dawn of the morning skies

The eagle will rise again


More, tomorrow~! Goodnight, Still Bill.

2 comments:

Hatless in Hattiesburg said...

boo? woohoo! glad you're back

Most Rev. Gregori said...

That is a beautiful poem, lots of meaning.

I am glad that you have returned from the land of the dead. Hope and pray that all is well with you and yours.