Life Escapes Us
From within a lighthouse the light beams, over treacherous seas for lost ships.
As pondering perhaps of letting go.
Or letting go of a world of what was & what we know now.
When times i come quietly before the LORD to admire His greatness & seeking Him for answers.
For me there's no better way to see the Amazing at hand.
Like many before, life still have much to offer but no guarantees.
Still the Sun will rise again & surely it will still set.
The before & after is always somewhat technicolor.
Just a memoir of stories all rolled up into one.
It seems there's a reason for the Golden years, i think, sure enough it's something special.
Just where does our faith exactly take us from here?
Hopefully the journey is what we have, ultimately the whole thing finally ends.
Pondering thoughts of what life could have been, knowing that eternity ahead assuredly awaits.
As pondering perhaps of letting go.
Or letting go of a world of what was & what we know now.
When times i come quietly before the LORD to admire His greatness & seeking Him for answers.
For me there's no better way to see the Amazing at hand.
Like many before, life still have much to offer but no guarantees.
Still the Sun will rise again & surely it will still set.
The before & after is always somewhat technicolor.
Just a memoir of stories all rolled up into one.
It seems there's a reason for the Golden years, i think, sure enough it's something special.
Just where does our faith exactly take us from here?
Hopefully the journey is what we have, ultimately the whole thing finally ends.
Pondering thoughts of what life could have been, knowing that eternity ahead assuredly awaits.
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