There's this music that I've heard
deep down in my soul
where the wilderness beckons
us all to be whole~
from a faraway place
it calls like the loon
it was written for us
and it's always in tune.
In tune with the weather
as clouds, rolling in
bring the music of thunder
and the rain on the wind.
In tune with the valley
as I climb to the peak
yodel lay he who goes there
to the echo I speak
sunlight cuts through forests
and glistens on streams
and pine needles carpet
the throne room which sings
the birds do not worry
they have no concern
they're singing the song
that I have yet to learn
Still it flows down the creekbed
and the rivers grow wild
rythmic waves on the shores
where I walked as a child
and the breath I exhale
like the one you breathe in
keeps us all in this lifetime
how strange it's all been
the natural world
truly awesome and wild
and the worst things can happen
and take down the child
the smallest and delicate flower
of life
snatched up and the music
is bitter with strife
and the tone of my song
is of pure aggravition
and way out of tune
with the whole congregation
and I just can't relate
to the choir and organ
and I wander alone down to
Stanley and Morgan
Distracted by life and in
wanting much more
i've lost time with the singers
and forgotten the score
I yearn for the song
which brings faith to the living
love to the lost
and joy in the giving.
born for a purpose
not just to survive
to walk certain of hope
while we're all still alive.
And in search of my God
who can touch my heartstrings
in sickness and health and
and the questions life brings
Who in still quiet places
or noisy train stations
in subways and alleys and
the worst situations
speaks His Peace in the midst
overriding my brain
adding fuel to my fire
and I'm drawn back again
and sitting alone
somewhat stuck in the mire
I remember that Psalm
and it stirs my desire.
'As the dear longs for the water,
so my soul longs after You
You alone are my hearts desire
and I long to worship You.'
The simplest Psalm
sung alone or along
nature's voice to God's ears
creation's love song.
2 comments:
beautiful, my dear.
Amen.
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