By I.M. Ulysses
Who are you
And why are you here
Have you been sent
To dry these old tears
A sweet gentle voice
That calls far away
Awaking the heart
Like the sun's gentle rays
A few little words
That brings back to mind
A measure of worth
That has been denied
Can you restore
What has since fled
And bring back to life
A spirit half dead
This I don't know
As I sit here thinking
Of what may happen
When my eyes stop blinking
Maybe you're just
A lost little angel
Looking for love
In a man still a stranger
Whatever you are
And however you came
You have to accept
That not much remains
For once I was larger
In her eyes than life
Before she got scared
And brought out the knife
She cut me to pieces
Then ripped out my heart
And from that day to this
I've been torn apart
Are you the one
To brave all the storms
From the tempest unleashed
In a heart still forlorn
Or will you flounder
As others have since
Drowned by the agony
Of the hell I've been in
It won't be easy
For this heart to save
But I admire the courage
Of the strong and the brave
Thank you, dear sweet
For bringing me hope
Lost as I've been
At the end of my rope
I never expected
That someone would care
And show me a path
Out of all this despair
Fear not tomorrow
Cast down your sad thoughts
And believe in the Power
That Heaven has wrought
The place where I am
Is where I've remained
Praying that God
Would remove all my pain
Seek me and find me
The Lord did to me say
And I'll give you comfort
And show you The Way
But my ways were dark
And the path seemed so dim
No hope and no reason
To struggle there-in
That's where you found me
On the road to perdition
Heading to Sheol
For my bad decisions
Deserved was my fate
Till you turned me around
And showed me the face
Of a mercy unbound
Now I'm at peace
Awaiting the moment
When I can show you
That I'm bowed but not broken
Bent at the knee
I slowly arise
Too look at the face
Of a lady so wise
My armour is rusty
And my blade is quite dull
The chainmail is broken
Yet the heart remains full
As I look on your face
The truth comes at last
I've been living a dream
These many years past
Awake now I see
The fool I've become
Longing for death
Instead of freedom
This you must know
Before it is time
Who are you
And why are you here
Have you been sent
To dry these old tears
A sweet gentle voice
That calls far away
Awaking the heart
Like the sun's gentle rays
A few little words
That brings back to mind
A measure of worth
That has been denied
Can you restore
What has since fled
And bring back to life
A spirit half dead
This I don't know
As I sit here thinking
Of what may happen
When my eyes stop blinking
Maybe you're just
A lost little angel
Looking for love
In a man still a stranger
Whatever you are
And however you came
You have to accept
That not much remains
For once I was larger
In her eyes than life
Before she got scared
And brought out the knife
She cut me to pieces
Then ripped out my heart
And from that day to this
I've been torn apart
Are you the one
To brave all the storms
From the tempest unleashed
In a heart still forlorn
Or will you flounder
As others have since
Drowned by the agony
Of the hell I've been in
It won't be easy
For this heart to save
But I admire the courage
Of the strong and the brave
Thank you, dear sweet
For bringing me hope
Lost as I've been
At the end of my rope
I never expected
That someone would care
And show me a path
Out of all this despair
Fear not tomorrow
Cast down your sad thoughts
And believe in the Power
That Heaven has wrought
The place where I am
Is where I've remained
Praying that God
Would remove all my pain
Seek me and find me
The Lord did to me say
And I'll give you comfort
And show you The Way
But my ways were dark
And the path seemed so dim
No hope and no reason
To struggle there-in
That's where you found me
On the road to perdition
Heading to Sheol
For my bad decisions
Deserved was my fate
Till you turned me around
And showed me the face
Of a mercy unbound
Now I'm at peace
Awaiting the moment
When I can show you
That I'm bowed but not broken
Bent at the knee
I slowly arise
Too look at the face
Of a lady so wise
My armour is rusty
And my blade is quite dull
The chainmail is broken
Yet the heart remains full
As I look on your face
The truth comes at last
I've been living a dream
These many years past
Awake now I see
The fool I've become
Longing for death
Instead of freedom
This you must know
Before it is time
When God reveals what
Is His will divine
Be brave my sweet angel
Fear not I'll retreat
No phantom will haunt
Be brave my sweet angel
Fear not I'll retreat
No phantom will haunt
This heart when we meet
The Crowned One I am
And for this I was made
To stand at the altar
In God's power arrayed
Like Boaz of old
I'm here to redeem
The promises made
To Naomi's blood stream
Like knights of the past
My word is the Truth
You restored my hope
Now believe in me, Ruth
For Ruth P.
Remember, the pizza's on me! (;->)
Hugs!
Ulysses.
The Crowned One I am
And for this I was made
To stand at the altar
In God's power arrayed
Like Boaz of old
I'm here to redeem
The promises made
To Naomi's blood stream
Like knights of the past
My word is the Truth
You restored my hope
Now believe in me, Ruth
For Ruth P.
Remember, the pizza's on me! (;->)
Hugs!
Ulysses.
4 comments:
Dearest Steven, You are the blessing to me. And God is caring for you and giving you great gifts. I'll try not to be scared from my past. RP
"Favour [is] deceitful, and beauty [is] vain: [but] a woman [that] feareth the LORD, she shall be praised. Give her of the fruit of her hands; and let her own works praise her in the gates." (Proverbs 31:30-31)
So be it-as it is to be,and as we move on it shall be even more or less.Good words flow from the mouth of a wise man and there can be on question you are a wise man. When we think about some of the things in which you have published to the world it is truly enlighten. Feel even more free today than you felt yesterday.The road in which you want this planet to move too shall come one day. A great blogger you are and a even finer mind you have in its expanding orbits of wisdom-thank you.
Well good to read your blog again and it still looks deep!
Jason Eisengon Bourne was away from the pen for a time-yet smart people like you are still in super-drive!
Eisengon's going back to our first blogging contacts like you.Please keep the fire burning and the stars will thank you for showing them the lights.The magic of word music does not come to all, so please help them understand the sound of music sir.
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