The Key
Today is the key That unlocks tomorrow It cannot be copied It cannot be borrowed It can only be used Turned And approved By the meticulous Hands of time
Today is the key That unlocks tomorrow It cannot be copied It cannot be borrowed It can only be used Turned And approved By the meticulous Hands of time
Instead of being blinded by The intensity of the sun Close your eyes And experience The comforting warmth Of her embrace
Where the sunflowers grow Tall and strong And roosting birds Serenade in song From the giant Sycamore On the riverbank Under which I give my thanks With a sense of belonging And gratitude Knowing in my stillness And solitude I am one Soul, sight, and sound With all of the beautiful things
It’s in the cries Of yesterday We find the purpose Of the present That points us to the hope Cradled in the hands Of tomorrow
Just as the snow Was held by the pines He found in her arms A soft place to land
Remember When you’re merely hanging on And your whole world is spinning Someone else sees your strength And how brightly you shine
To choose to live To the beat of a thankful heart Is something to strive for But where do we start? We start with being grateful In all that we do We remember our journey Places and faces we knew We reflect on where we’ve been We rest on where we are We rejoice in… Read More To the Beat of a Thankful Heart
November finds us Right where we are With time to spare Though we’ve come so far
Bathed in silence Tucked in a bed of peace Caught while falling asleep Carried in dreams To the arms of morning
How do we find Meaning In a pile of Messy moments? We search We sift We sort For the elusive In the rubble Only to realize The pebble in our pocket Was the answer We carried with us All along
You must be logged in to post a comment.