Happy Castle, happy hearts;
Twinkling eyes shine like the stars.
Few the fairer rest on earth shall be.
Tuck away in leaves of green;
Mountains leave us in between
The world. It keeps on spinning down below.
All the heavens sing their praise!
Birds and flowers; nights and days.
I look upon a grey sky and see blue.
Take a walk out to the ledge,
Touch the sky and touch the edge
Of space between the chaos and the peace.
Here the heavens reach to earth.
Declare to her--her passing worth,
And bares the beauty that is sure to come.
Then when the remnants of the sun
Are sunken down, and night's begun,
All the journey now comes back to this.
Happy Castle, happy hearts;
Twinkling eyes shine like the stars!
Few the fairer rest on earth shall be.
“It is possible to gather gold, where it may be had, with moonlight, by which I understand something less helpful than daylight would be in the search and the finding of gold... By moonlight, then, let us gather our gold." ~Amy Carmichael
Monday, July 19, 2010
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Autumn
The season now is Summer,
But I wish that it were fall;
The Autumn brings us color,
Just before the leaves all fall.
The Lord will give a light, cool breeze
To bring us sweet relief;
And shine the leaves of brighter kinds
To help our unbelief.
In the midst of dying days,
He brightens all the trees.
I pray that in my darkest days,
These colors I will see.
But I wish that it were fall;
The Autumn brings us color,
Just before the leaves all fall.
The Lord will give a light, cool breeze
To bring us sweet relief;
And shine the leaves of brighter kinds
To help our unbelief.
In the midst of dying days,
He brightens all the trees.
I pray that in my darkest days,
These colors I will see.
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