Aug 2016
He’s got half of what a man ought
Still he climbed up on that horse
Luckily it already knew what to do
Chase that calf no matter its course
He finally knew what they meant
When people look but cannot see
But he didn’t have to ride a horse
To find know who his friends might be
A one-eyed cowboy
Half himself
But now twice another
While faith flowed in his veins
It was grace that gave him back his reins
His wounds were unexpected
At least not while he was wearing his boots
What he thought God took away
Instead he used to lay down new roots
He found his calling was vision
How no man is an island
How it is not so hard if you choose to be
Someone who can live a new life
By the light that despair finally set free
A one-eyed cowboy
Half himself
But now twice another
While faith flowed in his veins
It was grace that gave him back his reins
Still he climbed up on that horse
Luckily it already knew what to do
Chase that calf no matter its course
He finally knew what they meant
When people look but cannot see
But he didn’t have to ride a horse
To find know who his friends might be
A one-eyed cowboy
Half himself
But now twice another
While faith flowed in his veins
It was grace that gave him back his reins
His wounds were unexpected
At least not while he was wearing his boots
What he thought God took away
Instead he used to lay down new roots
He found his calling was vision
How no man is an island
How it is not so hard if you choose to be
Someone who can live a new life
By the light that despair finally set free
A one-eyed cowboy
Half himself
But now twice another
While faith flowed in his veins
It was grace that gave him back his reins
Written for a friend of mine struck down by a bad virus that gave him double-vision and severe fatigue; three months later he's back roping calves even though he has to wear an eye-patch.
