Monday, August 15, 2011

Marching to Her Own Drum

I want to see you dance beneath a waterfall
Watch as the music in your mind invades your steps
Across the room you spin, lost in your own thoughts
Unaware that the world is watching every step you take

"Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus" were the words that hung on your lips
A symphony of ideas exploding through the cosmos of your existence
All the while you search and struggle for an expression that means something more
A love that epitomizes that which you know is possible
Oh to be young in hopes of finding true love
Before the heartache and cynicism cloud your thoughts
This world is cruel to the dreamers and poets
But stay strong my dear for the love you desire

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