I have not yet to this far world gave A fraction of the feelings I have found And sadly I will likely to the grave Rest in thoughts my words could not resound And yet I struggle daily to confide The wondrous things abound upon the day Tipping that deep basin kept inside To flood…
Be not thine own familiar foe Let opportunity not pass unto the night Let day not stand the bearer of thy woe And chance the faded shaming of thy sight Be not thy private adversary’s kin And cast remorse upon the able soul Let not derision occupy thy post within Nor on the fires of…
God lend me some perfection You have saved for summer’s eve Beneath a fog of failed rejection I must beg to be relieved God send me some sweet vision In your guidance I shall trust For departure from derision I beseech you if I must God give me some assurance That in time I will…
In speaking to the tree a wasted word In time confiding in the stars above In flying through the sky beside the bird I gave to them a moment of my Love In watching that sweet sunset fall below In walking past the unbeknowing fern In spending time in silence as I go I lent…
In but a single piece of frozen time My eyes beheld a sight that could not be A moment cast forever in sublime A glimpse of what I’ve always longed to see I closed my eyes a second to be certain That on the other side was just as real As she that I have…
Be this light the light of dreams And none that shall compare Ever fell among the beams Or spoke unto the air Be this day the day of dreams And those yet to arrive In silence or in faded screams On this day will derive Be this night the night of dreams And all that…
Sunlight take away from me All the things I have Give me all that you may deem Perfection cannot make me sad Strip the borders of my soul Thread the needle of my eye Give me that which makes me whole Adjust the rhythm of my mind And when it all is said and done…
Should heaven be on the way At the passing of the stay At the breaking of the night Would you be in my sight? Should heaven be on the way At the turning of the bay At the sinking of the sea Would you belong to me? Should heaven be on the way At the…
Without thinking, without blinking Is the feeling all but gone Is it burning, is it yearning To come out and sing its song And when it does will I have known That all that’s lost is lost for good And all that comes is better grown From all that’s lived and understood Or will it…
Where must one man go To find the fairest falls How far the river flows How loud the mountain calls Where must one descend To find the lowest low How quick the seasons end How deep the canyons go Where must one arise To reach the highest high How bright the brightest skies How sad…