In the darkness of a book
In the cradle of a look
In the flower of enlightened uncertainty
In the birth of God the word of eternity
What you think you may become
Voices echo like the drum
Flames burn in words
Love the greatest flame of all
Eternal word of creation
Of us all
The word given in the beginning
Hope to start us singing
An angelic sky to watch the sunrise
On a mountain
To drink from the fountain
On heavens earth
To watch a son or a daughters birth
To remember a kiss
In remembrance there is this
Etched in histories thought
The word is caught
Captured in the collective mind
Sung in divine times.
Jul 1, 2016
Jul 1, 2016 at 5:24 PM UTC
In the darkness of a book
In the cradle of a look
In the flower of enlightened uncertainty
In the birth of God the word of eternity
What you think you may become
Voices echo like the drum
Flames burn in words
Love the greatest flame of all
Eternal word of creation
Of us all
The word given in the beginning
Hope to start us singing
An angelic sky to watch the sunrise
On a mountain
To drink from the fountain
On heavens earth
To watch a son or a daughters birth
To remember a kiss
In remembrance there is this
Etched in histories thought
The word is caught
Captured in the collective mind
Sung in divine times.
