I can hear you calling
And speaking clear to me
Guiding my every moment
Towards a place that’s free
Where wars they cannot happen
And peace alone can dwell
In that little piece of heaven
That not a soul can sell
Where the heart it grows each second
And cares the golden rule
For me to never go there
I’d truly be fool
So I will journey onward
Towards that glorious light
To the place of which you speak of
Within my head tonight
PTT
Seeds of Time
Are they lost the seeds of time
Upon whose life are worlds designed
For what grows now in outer space
Beyond the views that we can trace
What planets big or stars so small
Is dancing too their cosmic call
What universe does go unseen
That man awake could never dream
What lies within the black of space
That hold the light like magic lace
What meteor in rushing time
Arch through the heavens sweet divine
No scope with lens can be so strong
To give the scene for which we long
The sight of Angels standing by
A river deep where all things lie
The place they call the Godhead
Thought to Ponder -The only difference between the saint and the sinner is that every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future.- Oscar Wilde
Music on You Tube – Sara Bareilles – She Used To Be Mine
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