A dream yet untouched
Maybe ours to chase
A life still so pure
Maybe ours to claim
Come with me, follow my lead
Let us let go of these horrid chains
Come with me, listen to my voice
There’s something so much bigger
I love you, you should know
So let’s leave this world behind
I love you, I think you realize
So let’s make something of ourselves
Quiet down. Do you hear that?
Sounds of this life slipping through the cracks
Listen up. Do you hear that?
Sounds of trumpets announcing a new beginning
Finally, today is here
Forget about the mistakes, the regret
Finally, now is the time
I know we can begin again
So take my hand, trust my every word
Will you join me?
So take my hand, walk beside me
Join me in this moment.
kadi.
Let’s rekindle that flame that fuels our passion and yearning for a life worth living.
Showing posts with label trumpets. Show all posts
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Monday, March 10, 2008
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Rising of the Dawn.
Come and listen
Come to the edge of who we are
A broken people, a hopeful people
Come to realize these lines are blurred
Come and listen
Listen for the calls of a new day
Trumpets resounding, drums surrounding
Listen for the promises of a savior
The parting of the clouds
Love may soon become a reality
The rising of the dawn
A new life may finally be ours
Maybe this is me pleading to slow down… to force myself to be quiet and focus for just one moment. I’m constantly caught up in the here and now. Fighting a demon that I know is too strong and already has his hands clenched around my throat. I struggle to regain my ground. And that’s all I see- his shadow behind me. I don’t see a savior with his arms outstretched towards me. I can’t hear the promises, the ones that can finally break down this wall and show me there is still light and hope and beauty in not only this world, but my world. I can’t realize there’s someone who wishes to let me live again- if only I would recognize him for who he is, and recognize his presence.
It’s about quieting myself down. Going to the water’s edge to look out on what I could be. It’s about slowing down long enough to take my eyes off of my chains and refocus on someone who wants only to see me breathe in a real, true breath once again.
kadi.
Come to the edge of who we are
A broken people, a hopeful people
Come to realize these lines are blurred
Come and listen
Listen for the calls of a new day
Trumpets resounding, drums surrounding
Listen for the promises of a savior
The parting of the clouds
Love may soon become a reality
The rising of the dawn
A new life may finally be ours
Maybe this is me pleading to slow down… to force myself to be quiet and focus for just one moment. I’m constantly caught up in the here and now. Fighting a demon that I know is too strong and already has his hands clenched around my throat. I struggle to regain my ground. And that’s all I see- his shadow behind me. I don’t see a savior with his arms outstretched towards me. I can’t hear the promises, the ones that can finally break down this wall and show me there is still light and hope and beauty in not only this world, but my world. I can’t realize there’s someone who wishes to let me live again- if only I would recognize him for who he is, and recognize his presence.
It’s about quieting myself down. Going to the water’s edge to look out on what I could be. It’s about slowing down long enough to take my eyes off of my chains and refocus on someone who wants only to see me breathe in a real, true breath once again.
kadi.
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