When all seems lost And problems found When you head is up But your heart is down
Remember times of past The joy you bring To others souls, that sweet sweet thing That caused them to smile and your hearts to sing
The power of love Your upright stance The joy of hope Another chance
A strength that melts away the cold Intense with light so bright and bold This is a mystery yet untold Within one’s self both young and old?
You see that past that caused the pain Holds memories of hope again It s not just the theme of sleepless nights But filled with goodness blessed and bright
And when the stars fall to the ground They no longer burn holes deeply profound But rather empower and eradicate All misery and shame of late
Who knows the hour when we arise When we say enough! To all those lies Spoken against us by weaker cries Those bullies who now just sigh The defeated foes of how and why?
Thank you for your victory cry! That went up into the sky! This is the special reason why We own the past and never die!
Hi, eccles9v11, As long as the past does not own me, it matters not if We own the past and never die! But, I do cling to The power of love Your upright stance The joy of hope Another chance. Thank you for sharing!
dantes85Westmeath, IrelandMay 15, 2011
Very good, symbolic of the battle against our own worst enemies.
eccles9v11OPTauranga, Bay of Plenty New ZealandMay 15, 2011
Yes. Perhaps that can happen when we submit to the past? The bits we wish we could change. I like the way you took that stanza to describe yourself. (Not because I wrote it, but because I get a sense of the strength and nobility that abides within you). God bless Paul.
eccles9v11OPTauranga, Bay of Plenty New ZealandMay 15, 2011
Yes Dante! I never actually thought of that myself, but you are right.
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As long as the past does not own me, it matters not if We own the past and never die! But, I do cling to The power of love Your upright stance The joy of hope Another chance. Thank you for sharing!
I like the way you took that stanza to describe yourself. (Not because I wrote it, but because I get a sense of the strength and nobility that abides within you).
God bless Paul.