10,000 reasons,
ten thousand years,
A cloud of witnesses,
over head
They are the ones who praise and roar
raise their voices; for you.
Many years before though
one fallen,
lost before the fight was fought
thought it right to recruit with doubt.
These are the unseen, not good, and the Unseen not at all bad,
both are armies, only One leader leads;
the other
cajoles, then,
takes his toll, many
a jaw dropping,
eternal soul.
Then you look around you, the landscape,
city, country, mountain, lake open ocean
and outer space, awe and wonder on your face.
Then you look around you, after you text,
talk, and tap your phone, 'buds in your
ears, what you experience replaces your
fears.
Of being alone.
When the dark (one)
closes in,
and pours over you your sin,
and it has been so long you
only want to hide, but you are part of
the Seen world, where is the light switch,
anyway...
the noisy noise,
breaks your poise,
separate
yourself and make time for ... prayer
"Open my eyes, so I can see"
©DWE062013
Jun 29, 2013
Jun 29, 2013 at 2:58 AM UTC
10,000 reasons,
ten thousand years,
A cloud of witnesses,
over head
They are the ones who praise and roar
raise their voices; for you.
Many years before though
one fallen,
lost before the fight was fought
thought it right to recruit with doubt.
These are the unseen, not good, and the Unseen not at all bad,
both are armies, only One leader leads;
the other
cajoles, then,
takes his toll, many
a jaw dropping,
eternal soul.
Then you look around you, the landscape,
city, country, mountain, lake open ocean
and outer space, awe and wonder on your face.
Then you look around you, after you text,
talk, and tap your phone, 'buds in your
ears, what you experience replaces your
fears.
Of being alone.
When the dark (one)
closes in,
and pours over you your sin,
and it has been so long you
only want to hide, but you are part of
the Seen world, where is the light switch,
anyway...
the noisy noise,
breaks your poise,
separate
yourself and make time for ... prayer
"Open my eyes, so I can see"
©DWE062013
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