Sunday, January 22, 2012

2012- foresight 2012

The world before me,
Your love behind me.
Like the carrot and the mule,
fixated vision cast upon the temptation that I have been due.
Narrowed sight, deafen ears;
an oblivious plight, a beaten soul that stops to hear.
Your love behind me onto which I fall;
In desperation Your struggling child shall call.
Show me the purpose, reveal to me Your plan;
I yearn to follow You around the daily rose; beyond the forbidden, without the ban.
Only Your Word will I obey;
an instant response I will not delay.
An openness I share; I pray for Your love to bare.
That Jesus lives in me, how wonderful can a life be.
To the ends of time;
when the bell's surreal chime.
Back home I would come. 

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