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by Beverley Joseph Aug 19, 2007 category : Nature, environment / nature
Staring out into the placid lake, The windblowing at my hair, I wonder to myself Should I have such worldly cares? Wondering if I will live tomorrow, Wondering if I will live today, Oh God, hear this sinner's cry I pray. Never believing tomorrow will bring another day, Never dreaming what could be, My life is like that bird, On top of the tree. Wish I could fly, Fly straight up in the air, Wish I could soar, Soar from all of my pain. How can I relinquish These feelings I keep trapped? These demons that keep me From seeing truly Give thanks, To those that truly care Behind you, Never wavering fom The devil's stare. Open the mind, Open the soul, Open the eyes So that you can breathe life Into those air-deprived lungs. Be true to you, To God, To the sky above. Look up, Smell the sun, Feel the air, Taste the clouds. Be one with the night, Be pieces of a star, Be whole like the moon. Never forgetting, Never remembering For ever moving.. Like the Placid Lake.