Harvest Song: The Reaper
I see them LORD! In fields grand, Advancing like waves upon the sand; First, like wheat, they appear to be But as closer they come–men’s faces I see! ~~~~~~~~ A…
YOU DIDN'T CHOOSE ME! I CHOSE YOU… TO GO & PRODUCE FRUIT ALWAYS
Poetry is making the words dance and sing. It’s not easy but oh the joy it brings my soul! —woundresser
“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.”
—J.R.R. Tolkien
I see them LORD! In fields grand, Advancing like waves upon the sand; First, like wheat, they appear to be But as closer they come–men’s faces I see! ~~~~~~~~ A…
In eons past You thought of me You knew that I would someday be And when the time arrived at last In secret place my form was cast ~~~ You…
When I was young destroyer came… My heart to crush–my dreams to maim. It is the same for all who dream, A plan is hatched–an evil scheme… ~~~ To break…
I’m here–dear child. I’ve heard your cry, And though ten-thousand suns rolled by; I’ve waited… longing for your voice, For only you, could make this choice– By now you know…
Too late you say? For you to fly? Too many moons have now gone by… For God to take and make of you, A vessel rare of sweet perfume. Too…
Inside this dark and lonely place, I’ve searched for love, and peace, and grace. I’ve chased it here; watched life go by; Swallowing every stupid lie… The enemy dropped in…
I’m lookin’ high. I’m searchin’ low. I’m lookin’ for that special glow! You know the one–it makes you feel, Like you could fly, like this is really… Where it’s at!…
Hey I’m okay–I’m doin’ fine! That is my story and my line. I don’t need you, when I’ve got me! I’m doin’ great, as you can see! I learned it…