I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Friday, December 8, 2017
Dare we believe?
Can we believe
There is a new world coming?
Can we believe
In love?
We are assaulted each day
By the darkness
Which crawls across the earth
Terror and death
Lies and more lies
Bullies intimidating
Greed consuming
Can we believe
There is a new world coming?
Can we believe in love?
Inner demons shriek and wail
And voices assail our soul
They tell us we cannot believe
The time will never come
Ah, but then those “dappled things”
Hints of grace in sky and tree
In mountains high
In golden leaves
And gentle does
All creation pierced with grace
The elegant and the twisted alike
Can we believe in a new world coming?
Can we believe in love?
Moments of joy break through in a smile
Moments of hope in the face of a child
And love flows free in the touch of a hand
And we know
We are not alone
We can believe in a new world coming
We can believe in love
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