Roll away your stone I'll roll away mine
My favourite line from a sweet song I liked
It points - I guess - to the unbreaking faith
two people have
and never lose - unless they lose themself
Why do we fear to hold and touch this faith
and keep it up?
Why do we race through life, and miss so many things
and lose our breath?
Sitting and writing, here, I'm slightly frightened -
I risk a lot these days, or maybe not enough
Rough tides have shaken me a lot
Fierce creatures have approached
and have been tough on me;
But yet -
Yet
I continue to uncleverly walk on
with open arms
whatever comes and harms my flesh
This is a statement for something
that everyone should dare to seek
a deep, deep urge for truth
or faith, or any of these words
It hurts to see people I like dispair
because they fear the step
Please look at you
and feel that you may care
and that it's just your right to wish
for it -
Go wash your face
and comb your hair, my love:
It's time.
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 12:16 PM UTC
Roll away your stone I'll roll away mine
My favourite line from a sweet song I liked
It points - I guess - to the unbreaking faith
two people have
and never lose - unless they lose themself
Why do we fear to hold and touch this faith
and keep it up?
Why do we race through life, and miss so many things
and lose our breath?
Sitting and writing, here, I'm slightly frightened -
I risk a lot these days, or maybe not enough
Rough tides have shaken me a lot
Fierce creatures have approached
and have been tough on me;
But yet -
Yet
I continue to uncleverly walk on
with open arms
whatever comes and harms my flesh
This is a statement for something
that everyone should dare to seek
a deep, deep urge for truth
or faith, or any of these words
It hurts to see people I like dispair
because they fear the step
Please look at you
and feel that you may care
and that it's just your right to wish
for it -
Go wash your face
and comb your hair, my love:
It's time.
