You and I
are the
keepers of promises and dreams
and weave
them into life’s seams.
You and I
know life is
not what it seems to be but
we strip the
fat from the lean
and find the
facts in between.
The future
we would try to redeem
and the
agonies of today wouldn’t be remembered
if you
choose to recall it at all,
yours would
be in your mind
but mine would be in the air as just a voice…
And when we
love,
we love with
a heat that rises like wings in flight
on the flesh
of our backs.
If it’s love
that we lack
then we
would walk into the pains that we see
as we walk
through indecision fading in fright,
we ride the
road of insight on the journey of this life.
And by the
hands of the infinite we hear the cries of the rest
Weighed down
by their intelligence submitting to this test
But you and
I
would push
the boundary of reasoning.
You and I
would then
plot the mystery of seasons
…and You and
I would
Paint this
history to free men
Coming out
of this wicked system of things.
We can because,
We know that
nothing can stop You and I from entering into Jehovah’s new world
depending
You and I stays faithful, shows appreciation for the RANSOM Sacrifices,
You and I
Would look
back and say…YES! It was worth the endurance, the trials, and the sacrifices
Made for
such a huge price of life EVERLASTING!
Copyright---©---CYRIL---2012
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