2005-10-22 - cyclical refrain
the songbird in her flight
continued toward the day
the angel of the night
has up and flown away
and summer - too soon passed -
in all her heated glory,
has turned to this at last:
a chapter in the story
that tells of secret treasure
of friendships that won't die
of love beyond all measure
much more than meets the eye
like autumn's whispered rumor
of nature's sweet affair:
the courtship of good humor
with something in the air,
of leaves that change their color
at winter's icy edge
and gradually get duller
till stripped from branch and hedge
they're gone away too soon.
their hosts, stripped naked, bare
- stark limbs lit by the moon -
still reaching, standing there,
await with silent trust,
the seasons' cyclic wink,
the punch line that will bust
when winter's on the brink
when spring time comes anew
and dying sounds are few
and warmth comes streaming through
this is my prayer for you:
to know such sweet devotion
through each changing emotion
the faithfulness of love
revealed from God above
when day-by-day is done
when there's no more the sun
when different seasons call
and mighty nations fall
when towns and cities flee
and crumble to the sea
when terrorists arise
and darken sunny skies
when men fail left and right
when day turns into night
this still will be my prayer
may God's love find you there:
in love beyond all reason
in love in every season
sweet love from God above
And love that gives you squeezin!
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