Friday, April 20, 2012

When I'm Losing Color

Show me that bright green field—
The one with the miracle
And the children smiling for joy
With the purpose of a greater beauty to witness.

Oh, how we long for the time to be swift,
But not too swift in the wind,
Because we don't want to be swept away
Before the infinite draws near.

Soul, tell me you remember—
Tell me the tale of lights and beyond,
Where it was so bright
That every expression was reflected glory.

Oh, the confidence of that promise!
When all the world moved together
With endless lines and endless hope
And all that wasn’t understood became awe.

Friend, this is it, this is it—
This is all I've ever needed,
Because beyond all the voices that startle me
Is that one foundation that holds me.