Can I share my deepest art,
Will you understand my moving part,
Among these cogs of life?
When they come with weapons drawn,
To try to make my mind move on,
Will you stand without gun or knife?
Will I stand unarmed, unashamed,
As the world from it's fires calls my name,
To look behind me to see only night?
If I sing for you my voice,
Will you hear my words or only noise?
This is the unanswered in my life.
Can you ever see through my eyes,
And know in life's delusioned lies,
To love and understand is always right?
I pray, though unsure who to,
That you find God is truly you,
And stand behind man's holy might.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
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