A blink of the eye
A slight of hand
No one can see
Through black canopy
Dirt, brick, and sand
To replace your last sigh.
Did you ever gaze
To the clouds drifting by?
It’s a beauty so complete
It doesn’t even have to compete
To catch the eye
Even in the last of our days.
We are Fallen on Earth
But not for eternity
For the day shall arrive
When we shall survive
Unchained and set free
Complete in new birth.
But that day is soon near
Though the path is quite long
When in the midst you stand
Seeking the Father’s hand
So your heart can sing the song
That your soul longs to hear.
Fallen no more.
